Not a long time since I have grown,
it's a short while, since I live on my own.
Not much sunlight in my life was,
but I tried, tried hard cause'
of you and the beauty of you smile,
just wanna see you, for a little while,
and rest in your hug like old friends
but it is not how the story ends.
Life's more different and harder in its name,
there is pain, tears, death and shame,
but I think it's still worth of living,
even if it's hard and people are leaving,
it is still beautiful on its own,
but I know it only since I have grown.




