How cruel life can be sometimes, Only to make me to write rhymes, To make me to see in their eyes, How easily they tell me lies. I saw who loved me most in the skies, Without telling me their goodbyes, A happy moment I just wanted, just once, Because in my past I tried to go with them at the stars... But for me it's impossible to be happy and okay, I can't anymore to tell my fellings, I throw them away, I wanted them to be with me, I wanted them to stay, But only a thing I still can do for them - to pray. Because they would have wanted me to be fine, But how can I be when I was broken from the age of nine?...