When you came towards me,
Remember that I told you to leave.
I wanted to be set free from the prison,
I put myself in, locked it up and made it my dwelling,
thought it was enough for me to live.
There was nothing within, you told me to embrace,
I believed in you, little did I knew I was losing.
Why did you hold my brush when I was painting?
Why my work of art looked like a trap to you?
Why did you assume that I was worsening?
Now that you come near, I could see you from my sky,
Holding compassion I once held for you in my arms.
Crying seeing me far away, I beg you to evacuate.
I am too far to see, I am too far to be with you,
Remember when I told you to leave,
before you I left because I wanted to be free.