Leaves the house, humming to herself

"I've been waiting for so long I lost myself to the world The room is cold and I feel myself getting older Folding without ease, wasting my abilities Rotting away with a deep wound A sea within me Will you believe me? Will you believe me?"

Turns around and, as a last farewell, frowns for a few seconds through the peephole of your door, then turns away and leaves, disappearing into the winter streets of De Janeiro