I feel like I'm going to explode, as like a cry, as like a flower. Can't contain so much life inside, my eyes just woke up and my hands perspire the avarice of touching everything, bringing everything to the mouth just for knowing its taste. I've got no needs, I don't want nothing; it's hard to explain what's up inside you when you don't have needs or wills, but you just want to explode, as like a cry, as like a flower.

Sorry, my english really sucks!