Anger

letter to everybody

Let me tell a story. A girl she wasn’t happy, she didn’t smile.
She knew that Colombia is far away, more than a mile.
She didn’t cared about boys, she didn’t care about herself
Because in another world there were somebody she loved.
She thought:
Life isn’t easy life isn’t fair, so why am I here when I want to be there.
God do you here me now?
Yes I think so, because you heard about my wish to find my family.
Please do me a favour, take me to Colombia. I belong to Colombia, not here.