They say about me that I have no feelings. They say about me that I am shameful. They say that I am arrogant. They say about me that I will not have a future, but because I smoke. They say everything about me and they do not know how much this hurts me. But I am secretive. I hide inside myself and do not complain to anyone. They planted the word without feelings inside me, and because I continue as I am. Without feelings, I loved a girl. It is impossible for anyone else to have her. Life is really cruel to me ʚɞ