It was the beginning of a new life. I knew it was not going to be an easy start. I was looking forward to make my dreams come true. It was hard, and it is still hard, so hard that I just keep thinking; why am I doing this? What is the point of doing this? Why do I even bother to do this?

So... this is me.. Living in the present dealing with reality. I grew up and I was raised in Colombia, a beautiful country, with awesome people, and a beautiful nature, blah blah, blah!. My parents got divorced when I was 12 years old, my mom, my sister and I traveled to U.S looking for a “better future“. I came to NYC when I was 13 years old, I had passed through hard times such as discrimination, learning a new language, being in a country where nobody was going to give you support and basically being alone in a huge country such as the U.S.

Now I am 17 years old, I am in high school and I just noticed that being here makes me feel depressed. Everything is so fake, so plastic, so meaningless. Everybody living a daily routine. It is a basic daily system, you wake up, you go to school, you come back home, you sleep, you wake up, you go to school, blah blah blah!!!… there is not a difference between living in Colombia than living here! There is poverty here, poverty there, there is injustice here, there’s injustice there as well.

Behind everything, my background, my fears, my sadness, the only things that make me strong and make me want to continue fighting for what I want are my dreams and hopes. I want to break the routine, break the rules, I want to be me, I want to give a different point of view, I want to convince people that there is more than just a written destiny. You are who you are, you write your own destiny, you follow your own path and make your own goals and dreams. I’ll have to say that art is my way of doing it. It inspires me, it lets me express without limits, it makes me put effort into what I want, it gives me a reason to have a different opinion about something that matters. Keep dreaming, not only because it is a way of setting things free but because it gives you courage to keep fighting for what you want. At the end nothing matters if you got what you wanted, what you were looking for!… “the end justifies the means“.

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