Márcia Poesia de Sá em linhas

Tired

I am tired of gardens
Life is not as blue as I thought
The roads I went never had an end

All my pains live too much
It's so hard to be alive
No matter how long you live

It doen't mind how much I try
It will always hurt sometimes
The pain I mean will never go away from me

It's so hard to be alive
I'm sick of flowers and sunny days
I'm tired of being sweet

I need to stop this winter
I feel so tired of gardens
I need to go...

Márcia Poesia de Sá