If we hadn't confused the points of the horizon and waited for the sun to rise from the west...
How much lost time, really!

If we hadn't smiled, with that stupid smile, at the one coming towards us with a knife...
We said, impossible! His intention must be different.

If we hadn't made appointments with our soul beyond its limits...
If we hadn't played the clown, aiming to entertain the company and make them forget their sorrow...

If the whole world was a cocoon that would protect us, and inside it, with all our comfort, we would turn from worms into butterflies...