Otário

What good does it do me
For you to come and tell me
That I always do everything so wrong?
On the contrary
To what I wanted to be for you
You frame me
I make jokes, do somersaults
You don't even realize

Realize that the door has a key with its mysteries
You wanted it
You did it
You don't want anything else

And in this emptiness I feel awkward
You humiliate me
I pull my hair out
I became dumb and yell

You wanted it
You did it
You don't want anything else

I was a sucker
Didn't know how to love you
Now I pay
Swallow my pride
A pride created by an ambush
And the fly fell
To learn, you have to fall