You left without a trace
As if it were to be a race
You left your 8-year-old daughterwithout a father to her
name
And who else to blame, rather than you
Who left her blue
I used to cry myself to sleep
Thinking where did I go wrong
Was your hatred really deep?
Couldn\'t you just hang along ?
All the other girls
They have fathers of their own.
In this lonely world
Maybe I\'m just prone to be alone.
By Adriana Ozuna