Nothing better to do than cry. Nothing worse to do than cry.
Happyness turns into sadness in just seconds. And you don't even realise till it happens.
Life is a fucking shit, it punishes you even when you don't know why. And you think you did something really wrong to be punished that bad.
You search for a reason. There must be one... but even when you are so convinced of that, nothing... If only someone could tell you why.
Just an answer!
I just need to know what I did so wrong that made life decide to be so bad with me.
What do I need to fix to make it simple. To make it nice. To make it worth it...
But I keep on thinking "Why?", and nothing seems to be the "Because..."
Y a mi... cuándo me toca ser feliz?
Tan solo necesito un poco de cariño... Pero es que no se pedirlo.