Tristesse.

Do you think I do nothing?

Do you think me so useless?

I really don't know what to think

Even me.

Do you think I do nothing?

Am i so useless?

I do the favors that I can

And that I could.

Do you think I do nothing?

Do you really believe that?

Because I don't know what to think anymore

Not even of this.

I get discouraged a lot

Just thinking

Whatever they say or reason

Of me everyone else.

I do not know anymore

What else to do

And better say goodbye

Because I have to go back.