They are the leaves that I wrote yesterday
The language that remained on your skin
It was the ink with all intentions
To leave you what I am
And little by little
I earn my leisure
When I see you are no longer here
And I stayed until the end
And I thought I was so special
How naive, my clumsiness
And I I felt so essential
How naive, my shame
You forgot me, for my part, how mediocre
I love listening to you speak
How elegant to make you feel bad
I just want you to want today
Show you what I am
And little by little
I win my hatred
You didn't want something more
And I stayed until the end
And I thought I was so special
How naive, my clumsiness
And I felt so essential
How naive, my shame
You forgot me for me part, how mediocre