Mi Primer Día Triste
Zoe Gotusso
My First Sad Day
A crowd knocks on my door
Without asking permission, it steals all my secrets
The ones I didn't want to give
I'm the main character
A conversation inside my body
And it's my ego, wanting more
Than I should
And this pain is going to kill me
I want to scream at it, out of the house
Out
Out
Out
Before losing clarity
I brake in the moments
Where I felt my body
Because I felt at peace
And this pain is going to kill me
I want to scream at it out of the house
And this pain is going to kill me
I want to scream at you out of the house
