I am a Gentleman of loneliness.
I am not like other gentlemen, I am not welcome with them, I respect them and I admire them but they do not like them, unlike them I wear armor, a thick and heavy armor to protect me from the damages that occur, unlike them, I have a sword that I hold with vigor against my enemies ... my demons, unlike them, I have no light, I do not have a light that supports me in torment and darkness, that is why my sword lost its edge and I have battles more rigorous, tortuous and desperate not to fall into despair, to smile tomorrow, a smile that fades with the idea that tomorrow I will continue being a gentleman of loneliness