This day with horrors and fears.
There is always tears.
This day is not for me
cause everything is not for me.
This day, everything except holy
I do not like life
I do not like dead,
cause the dead i feel inside;
It feels like the pain of a small cut.
A open wound that can not heal.
I feel emotional drained,
Within a small locked cage.
Except there is one person
that keep me going, the one that dry
my tears and makes me shy
Well, he makes me feel comfortable.
At the end of the day is he
the one that makes me alive.