Brain rubbish

People think it is holding on that makes you stronger, but sometimes it's letting go.
I don't know which I would rather believe... that never did care or that eventually stopped.
Let me ruin your life, let me break your heart, then I'll ask you why we can't be friends.
Let me rip your world into little pieces, let me destroy who you thought you were, and then I'll ask if we can be friends.
I've made a choice to finally let go, because I can't stand the pain, it's time for my last tear to fall and smile again....someday.
I've cried yesterday... not because I miss ... or even want... but because I've realized I will probably be all right without...
Puxa pá, em inglês soa sempre tão melhor...