Why do you do me wrong? Why does everything go wrong? Explain that, are you or am I?
The thousand questions I'm doing make me ill, I need an explanation, I need it right, I need joy, I need love, I need the good, I need you. You are and always will be my good, my being, my love my soul, my peace, my everything.

Love and hate you.
Sofía Huntsman
Soy papel, me arrugas. Soy trapo, me retuerces. Soy tristeza, me restriegas tu felicidad.
Soy papel, me arrugas. Soy trapo, me retuerces. Soy tristeza, me restriegas tu felicidad.