End

Didn't have a nice day

I went out of the shower

Just put something on myself

Get out of there and went to your house

Thought I was going to be alright

But all went to hell

I was trying to convey

A smile, a good mood and full of fire

But with some weapons in my head

To change your mind I was tired

Not to much meditation

Don't want any isolation

I want no more lies

Not too much of my patience

And I will remember those days

I tried to be tender always

It was our confusion

And we should have to crave

I begged communication

It was the aggravation

Got to bite the bitter ache

And keep the strength

Went of the shower

Then went to your house

I was full of fire

But I was fucking tired