It is good that you know
I guess its time for me to go,
Because I know it is wrong,
And I donâ??t have to hold on.
If I donâ??t say what is true
For me its like betraying you
A mere secret I cannot hold
I donâ??t even know if should be foretold.
I say â??whatâ??s it to you anyway?!â??
Iâ??d say you donâ??t care what I say.
What heck did I do this for?
If this poem would just make your bored?
I will be setting aside like the wind,
For I know and for me this is a sin
But I hope that somehow you will see
That thereâ??s a man thatâ??s nice and it was me.
