They give all of them
Sweat, love and dedication
You let it apart
So you want pain and sadness
You need to feed the gossip
You need to look your mistakes
It always sell more
I am só afraid
Where this can get
My mom always said
“Sun, dreams are to realize”
I confess, sometimes I think in
Giving up, not fighting
I dont have much blood
I dont want to dry feeding you
I saw a whale
She was dying
And laughting ever dying
I dont want that
I am real
I want to feel like that
Please promess me, you wont
Forgive that I am human
And that my heart breaks
I have dreams to realize
Dont make me want to give up.
Eléusia Sydney 