Thrut Hurts

                                                              " Thrut  Hurts"
          
                                                      As the morning stars to shine
                                                      And i start to open my eyes in a dept  sleep

                                                      I was wondering why
                                                     You cant do comething that makes me happy
                                                     A things that don't make my tears fall
                                                
                                                      Everytime i imagine you,
                                                      Staring at the girl so lovely,
                                                       I cant help but cry,
                                                        
                                                       I do things that make you feel happy
                                                       Even if in my side doesn't feel the same way.