You only smell my perfume, but do not see my sweat, you have your rules, I have my choice, I have my choice, you deny my present, I decide my future, you laugh at me without all, unworthy of love, I pity you always wait, you can despise our youth, we will prove this is whose age, dream is doomed On the road of loneliness, there is no doubt and ridicule on the road, but then again, even if it is black and blue, it has to live beautifully.
