I don’t like looking back,
I don’t like it,
But I feel so abandoned.
I understand now,
That you was barely a man.
I’m left here for a reason,
And strength to strength I will learn to beat again, breathe again, believe again, I know I can.
Sometimes any words, any letters and any voice. Would almost be enough, to warrant my freedom.
I cant learn to let go, when I dont even know the reasons, I don’t like it, i don’t like it, this bitter