the thing that has broke my life is still there
It behaves me like i'm a new here
it shows me a way that guids me no where
it makes my rips breathe with no air
it says me you'll never be called a mom somewhere
even if it happened in the past and i'm remembring when
it made my thoughts like they come from hell
doubting on everythings i see like no matter it's true or fake then
i'm just a teen with one dream
writing on a paper with a feeling of fear
holding my blue pen
trembling on the chair
with a reflection of a rainy day it is
but i still dream someday this thing would away
with no regrets or white tears
just a unique day with a sun higher
than me and my years on the earth
the girl who u used to misbehave well be gone
but she'll back stronger than she has never been
it looks like the role on this real film has changed now
now i'm on my way to comeback at age of five years
beautiful with eyes in color of sea's wave
somehow i will reach to that dream
because i know where and when
this year i will achieve it for real
the dream that has began at age of thirteen
and people will say she achieved her dream at age of sixteeen.
