I don't like people who talk too much, but without getting to the point
I don't like people who smile when they lose and ask you for a high five
I don't like this politics immersed in respectability
The phrases that have an effect like: 'I collapse but I resist'
I don't like photos put up for advertising purposes
Your sweet words in big letters
I don't like religion that advances while retreating
I don't like those who preach and blaspheme in their heads
I don't like your faces, that's why I don't get confused
I don't love this face of mine, that's why I don't know myself
I don't like your uniforms in which you feel you are strong
You are not what you have on you, but what you dream about at night
I don't like it when you look at me and my skin shivers
Because being less strong will make me a little sadder
I don't like people who say: 'I win' and the next second they fail
I don't like those who smile here, but deep down they don't know if they exist
I don't like shaking hands at the end of an evening
It means that there is a hidden agreement in what it was
I don't like anyone who has the power to get up without a warning
Who at school got a ten and said: 'I didn't study'
I don't like written invitations to parties from smart people
Because I was the one you always kept away
Yes, the one who had a dream as his only weapon
Yes, the one you called: 'That strange guy who sings'
I don't like people who complain that the world doesn't understand them
If while he says it he waits until the weather clears outside
I don't like your questions about the meaning of my silences
I speak when I'm silent, I hide my teeth in my eyes
I don't like it when I come back alone and lock the door
I look at myself in the mirror and I no longer know who I'm looking at
I don't like people who describe me with three words in two pages
I don't love this money, it only makes me fragile