I have been on this road for years
Always fighting to get it all well...

A new day is coming up
Its the 10th of december...

The only time I did was laughing
Was in the time that I was with you...

Death founds his own way
We are just only the followers...

Sometimes when I sit in the train
and I stare at the window...

Its hard to know if something that you feel, is...

Complaining, mistreating, felt so betrayed
Take away all regret of this violent pain...

I always tell myself that I dont care
maybe its true...

I wasnt really planning to make a poem for you...
but I just really want you to know...

In the past we had each other in our lives
Everything we did or say we did it together...

The pure young boy
I had met years ago...

Today is the day
The day that we will start over again...