Poemas que sin suerte ni mente aparecen

All play I pay

I really don't understand what kind of things I've made
To feel too much pain
And anything to gain.

I don't understand why is happen this
If I don't use a gun to kill
Or a knife to destroy a knee

It's possible to shame
And regret the time... o forget
But the past is always here
Trying to remember me.
All my f**cking mistakes.

I want to disapear, just for one year
To believe in love, the real
And the magic of the friendship.

Really want to know
Why happen all this
If is that I need
Or the karma is coming to me.