Rebellious
By Julio Estevan Mendez ¿Quien lo cura? ¿Quien lo cura? I lost all sense of identity and gained a false sense of pride; what I got left with was a bunch of… duda. My doubts became manifest, taking advantage of my insecurities. I let the devil rule and make the fool of what I had best. Mi familia. Rebellious against the world and its conformities, I strayed from the path of light, only to be bound by the chains of flesh.