Not now

 

I'm tired of it all: torment and pain,      
I want to return back the time
And his life to beat,
Not knowing that you exist.
 
So it would be right, I know
And my life would be easy,
A difficult because of the fact   
What is very  sadly  to me.
 
But not for the fact that it would be better
If I confessed all to you.
And courage is simply not enough,
I'm sorry ...Nothing...Never...