And without you I'm beautiful
but I am still life
and without you it is good
but it is not perfect
my walk
it is now a march of austerity
and I cross the same bridges every day
if they crash on me
events and people will be mixed
and I will have no experiences
and it's hard
and I'm used to it
but it is enough
and without you I rely on goals and priorities
and I spontaneously trace my paths.