Sometimes I feel...

Sometimes I feel...

Minha alma angustiada e um aperto no peito, e uma vontade de chorar e de gritar, e de apontar os erros, e de me livrar deles...

Sometimes I feel that... things will never change...

Sometimes I feel... sad, lost and lonely and upset...

Sometimes I feel the world is so wrong....

Sometimes I feel my mistakes are following me...

Sometimes I don't know what to do and my voice cannot shout, but my soul does that...

Sometimes I only want to run away from my life... run away from you, run away to get as far as I can

At the same time I want to stay alone, alone from you, alone from me... alone...

burning inside?

Sometimes... what can I do?