Mom
how difficult life is
always
from pleasure I go to pain
a little love
it hurts me more than dying
a little love
it's not enough for me
you gave me life
not me,
I don't know how to live better
I'm going legal
I don't give myself art to lie
and I break the glass
when I don't know where to run
I am a child, almost a baby.
that I do know
I am a child, almost a baby.
Mom, help me
Mother,
I no longer have experience
taught me how to survive
I want to scream
but silence makes me sick
I don't want to die
but living scares me more
Mother,
how difficult life is.

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