Without meaning, without promise and defense
He ran away from a wound to another wound instead
For the sake of joy,
I'll tell you I wasn't precious
I didn't care,
people live in pain
And you didn't let me think about anything
This is a difficult life, unfortunately
And the days,
the days
Are not enough for you as a society
You'll keep thinking of me and saying I forgot
You'll see me in people and in every story
With a pain that says it doesn't matter to me
Think of me as the only one who was hurt
I am in this period
