segunda-feira, março 25, 2019

I pick up
a photo
So I'm different
I see future
and keep the present
Because I cannot started 
I will heal
I wonder why
I need presents
you never talk about
Only say sorry
restore
It's hard to talk
pretty lies
You can fall
only see you
I stay hours just to say I love you
never play



Its hard
smell your perfume at the air
And don't see you
I want to tell you everything
but not enough
Saying to you
this is not a dream came true
Only me
I want to tell you
what is wrong
If I don't see you
I miss you