Something I leave behind

What is your name, boy?

What do you do in life?

You dating the pretty girl?

Yeah boy, I have suffered too

only more so I was able to learn what love is,

And now I know why my mother told me:

Girl, slow to dating

And so my story,

and whatever was in memory,

need not have happened,

if he had listened to my mother,

And now crying in these verses,

this paper rose

written with a blue pen,

and other colors,

it still does not change the color of my heart,

I only see in black,

without living the life I'm crying.

I alone

'm more sad

I miss you

and the suffering has no explanation,

for what I'm feeling.

boy, value what you have,

because when you lose will be too late,

e ai boy, had become as I am.

sad, I'm very sad

I hope it never looks like this (biz)

I left it all backwards