I once was a child, I am not anymore
Dreams, hopes, who knows what is in store
I have written my own life
In it I was a man and a wife.
I played as a child and I never regret
My decisions, my mistakes, even my bets.
I traveled with my dreams
Because I have nothing else
And death screams!
Because I have nothing left.
Some mirrors are broken
Not by a black cat
Not by a dog, but from myself
In this life I always walked left.
I was an angel without arms
An honest citizen that worked in farms
And when death came at me
I left the clock and lived free.
I have no minutes, not time
Even words to write in a line.
I am giving love for free
With it, from the scratches I created a tree.
Now I am waiting and I know
That from death a new life can grow.
I believe I am the one
That one day with feel the sun.
I will survive without hurting someone.
