From the fore ankle to the left shoulder
I trace the marks on my skin,
A memory that I have left
It's all I have from you
Your artwork on my canvas,
Emotions uncontrolled, spilled on me
Leaving me with scars uncovered
If I ever miss you, mi amor
My mind will hold my feet back
And my body will sigh with relief
Because I am a little worn out now
I cannot be your rehab anymore
The walls are crumbling,
I am not strong enough for a round four;
Maybe more...
