No time to love

Hey girl give me your number please...

No! I don't have time for you,

much less for me...

Twenty-four hours

work and school...

Kissing? No way!

I have to conquer, because I know where to go...

Dating?

Who, when, where, why?

I don't have time to waste...

Hours go by, questions take up time

I'm not going to answer them...

I was once a girl, a teenager,

today I'm aware, I'm an independent woman...

I stroke my ego

and contemplate myself in the mirror...

My God, do I have time for this?

I walk the streets, very beautiful and shapely,

I fill in the gaps with a gesture and a smile...

But the void always remains,

in my car, in my room...

And I without time, omit the answer...

What's it worth to be beautiful?

Autor: Karlos Brasil

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