Sorry

I want to say again I’m sorry, sorry I leave these words behind A squared sheet This ink contains a life A story, story Bloodstains of a man Dead in a dream He was looking for a better Way to be alive without compassion He was escaping from this empty Lands and feelings Shouting his pain without conviction He was losing sand inside his hourglass I wanna say again Don’t worry, worry If I decide to go it’s all my fault My keepsake is going to make you Stronger, stronger Don’t let yourself go Try to esteem this man That was looking for a better Way to be alive without compassion He was escaping from this empty Lands and feelings Shouting his pain without conviction He was losing sand inside his hourglass