I am but a worthless ****.
An idiot.
Stupid.
Worthy of inexistence.

I do nothing but scare.
Hate.
Break.
Wreck.

I pity myself for being like this.
Helpless ****.
Empty egoist.
Hard as ****.

I know I will live in hell.
There is no heaven for me.
I am cursed
And ****** for eternity.

You Maria, my Maria.
I miss you like the drought miss the rain.
Everyday my chest screams your immortal name.

You Maria, my Maria.
These words can't explain the unexplainable ---
The happiness you've brought without reason.

You Maria, my Maria,
Is sweet like dandelions standing alone
Noticeable and deserving to be plucked.

Let me love you Maria, my Maria.

You Maria, my Maria.
I miss you like the drought miss the rain.
Everyday my chest screams your immortal name.

You Maria, my Maria.
These words can't explain the unexplainable ---
The happiness you've brought without reason.

You Maria, my Maria,
Is sweet like dandelions standing alone
Noticeable and deserving to be plucked.

Let me love you Maria, my Maria.

We are in a car driving fast.
We've been driving to different places.
We've been to seas, parks, and mars.
We even travelled past the stars.

We are in a car driving fast.
We don't even stop on red light.
We drive without license and permit
But cops don't bother anyway.

Because we are in a car driving fast.
Stop, caution, go, they don't matter.
As long as I can smell your sweet scent
Right beside me on the front seat.

We are in a car driving fast.
Fast enough for me to forget my name
And get lost in the long road
Because my eyes are not on it,

But on you
As we drive fast in the car.

You are the home where I can stay.

Your arms are my fireplace
Where I can feel warm
Whenever it rains.

You, being proud of me,
Are my clothes I can always wear.

Your love is the water
That keeps me alive
And the food that feeds my soul.

I wake up minutes before the alarm.
And think to get off out of bed in a flash
To prepare things and wear my charm
And go to work and paid with cash.

But my body defies to move such haste
And thinks that I think it's just a waste
Cause I'm tired of this daily routine ---
A loop directing to where I've been.

Then I'm thinking of weird things.
Like jumping from the roof of the tallest building.
I can think I'm a little bit crazy
But I know I'm not cause I'm doing it daily.

Oh! It's already past nine in the morning
And the situation's got boring.
I need to accommodate my daily routine
And do the loop of time again.