I was so scared to be
alone with him.
I started to tremble
when he came closer.
I could feel that I wouldn't have will.
As soon as I said "no",
he started to undress me.
And I started to cry
just after the end.
His eyes, his farewell
told me the truth.
Then I knew that he wasn't for me,
but I was for him.
Even if I don't ever see him again.
Even if I don't ever see him again.
Some time after that,
another fear came.
My body changed,
a whole revolution.
I got tired of waiting for
what each month happens.
Then I realized:
something is growing inside me.
And I wish I could cry,
And I wish I could scream
that I feel so alone,
that I can almost swear that my angel abandoned me,
that the sun runs away from me to not witness my pain.
And my greatest comfort
is so scary.
It moves and grows inside me.
The whole house shook when my dad found out.
"You must lose it", he ordered.
Because this "great society"
can't find out.
His punches didn't hurt me
as much as my loneliness did.
She supported
his decisions too.
They told me a thousand times how much I failed them.
I got tired of listening
about how much honor I lost.
A love is what I lost.
But, who cares if I'm sad?
Who cares if I'm sad?
And I wish I could cry,
And I wish I could scream
that I feel so alone,
that I can almost swear that my angel abandoned me,
that the sun runs away from me to not witness my pain.
And my greatest comfort
is so scary.
It moves and grows inside me.
It was hard to decide it, but today I will run away
to some place where the moon isn't cold.
To some place where I can't offend anyone
by only existing.
To some place where innocence can be born.
To some place where innocence can be born.
To some place where he can be born.