In a corner of the world, where the sun barely shines,
lives a young woman, with her life on the edge.
Tired of struggles, of battles lost,
her days are shadows, her nights are empty.

With her little one on her back, a treasure in her chest,
each laugh is an echo, a narrow refuge.
But the weight of the world crushes her heart,
and her distant mother demands without compassion.

“Oh land, swallow me,” she murmurs in her sorrow,
“for I sink in this sea of chains.
I wish to disappear into an eternal dream,
where pain doesn’t exist and love is tender.”

In the solitude of her troubled mind,
she feels like a ship anchored in a storm.
The memory of her grandfather resonates in the mist,
a dim lighthouse that is assumed in her soul.

"Why scream if no one listens?" she wonders,
as her tears gather on her face.
The family broke like shattered glass,
and her heart beats in a forgotten echo.

But when she looks in the mirror, she sees a dim and cold light,
a reflection that speaks to her with a voice of agony:
“I am the one who listens to you, who feels your pain;
do not fear life;...