In 0.1 second, I lost my world.
Not being able, to handle the tumult.

In one month of silence I lost myself.
Wasn’t able to get up and ramble.

In half of the year I built him in me.
Knowing that all this while I was in a jumble.

Saying Viki, Viki, Viki ,Viki.
I begin to throw away all of my tikis.