No Problem

I don’t have any problem with you,
You made your choice to break up with me,
It’s your right to do that,
I don’t force you,
I don’t want you to regret it later.

I know I am not in a position,
To have that class you wanted,
That class where money is spent,
Where women change design,
Clothes and shoes,
I know I cannot afford that,
What I can do is true love.

The love that no one can give you,
Money is just papers,
I didn’t have that,
I only have true love,
I don’t regret you leaving me.

But I wonder if my bag start filling with papers,
I start flexing around,
Driving big machines,
Will you come back to me?
Will you introduce me to your family?
No don’t come back,
Have no problem with you moving on.