Part I: Where the questions are born...

Have you ever believed in miracles? Were you ever a dreamer?
Will you always remember what is like to be free? Or you will spend your whole life in a cage, waiting for someone to tell you that you have the key?
Will you ever surrender? Or you will fight for what you love the most?
Do you realise that sometimes things don't end up as we like? But the end is how it needs to be?
But what will you do? Will you try to remain at the same level and listen to the society or will you take your own path and make them remember you?
Would you like people to talk about you or remember you?
Is it so hard to try to do what you want and see if it actually works? I mean, why not?What can you lose? It is better to wonder your whole life what could have been or know what it is?
And why to make plans thinking about what your parents, friends or people, who don't even care about you, think?
Why not to become the person you want to be? Why not to be the person everybody remembers?
And if you want to do something, at what will you give up? What compromises are you able to make? Where is it your final point? What would you do to save the ones you love?
Would you live your life in lie or would you recognise your sins and be tortured for them?
Do you want to be different? Do you want to start a war or end it?
Can you imagine the death of a miracle but the birth of a dream?

This is the way my mind tortured me until...