You left me with no plan B,
To know another me, only I could see
Though boring it may be to recognize myself in the mirror
Distress, you gave me only the slightest thing to remember
Cheerful moments, sad ones, laughter,
Debts on the future,
Why did you want my faith destroyed?
And through this place, let it roam
Without a peace rhythm in life,
All this pain to be avoided,
In tears, to write.
I hadn't any for a long time
Did you let them die,
Not knowing if they had to love you or hate you
And, from their solitude, did you make your pastime?