I want,
For my friends to leave me alone,
And for them not to be offended,
Because I get ashamed,
To cry with them about my suffering,
And yet I appreciate,
That they worry about my pain.
I think it's preferable,
I suffer by myself,
My cruel torment,
Its got to come from the heavens,
From the infinite and beyond,
The day I need,
Which will raise my spirits and consoles me.
I want all the misery he left,
To be erased from me,
He was who I adored,
Even though he is still abandoned me,
Letters, old pictures,
Just further sadden my solitude.
Because they bring back memories,
Of a happier time which won't happen again,
His promises and his lies,
Cross my memory.
Which for me,
They were always the truth,
But now they have become betrayals,
Which cross my memory.
His promises and his lies,
Which for me,
They were always the truth,
But now they have become betrayals,
I want my friends,
To not find offense,
And leave me alone.