5 acessos
And I used to be
A trouble some boy inside me
I used to do
Many stranger things in my childhood
Now I don't know
What's happen to me
I remember everything
When I go to market
I remember my poor and rich childhood
ButI want to change
I want to change my life
Just to be a good person
With love, with my art
I want to say
Say something
Say one thing
Say
But it's no use
I ask to myself
Where is my art?
Sometimes I want to escape
Escape to say…
Once I saw a child
He look into my eyes
That I can see
See the answers
Answers to my questions
Art is notwhat we can see
Art is what we can feel
And now I must to say