I'm tired of fighting for a lost case
I think about you, but now I believe more in myself
Now I have the strength to tell you goodbye
You gave me indifference, now silence is my treatment for your absence
Seeing how you look at them, admiring their smile, the one I also had once upon a time
Why should I accept to find fault with myself?
Let me give you justice for such humility, is this the behavior desired by society?
But why are they loved and I am hated?
Why should I hope that it will be different?