“(…) how you hurt me and you don't see it
Again I am the child
(…)
And it's not pretty the way you criticize me
And how it breaks my heart
(…)
How I wish you knew, how much I need you
I feel like running but I can't abandon you
You avoid my gaze, withdraw from me these days
You punish me for trying to be all that you wanted
What more can I do?
And though you tell me that you love me
I can't feel it and I'm afraid to let you down
(…)”
As decepções são importantes na nossa vida, são elas que nos fazem crescer.
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