I do not need you in my life,
nor do I want you to be any part of it...
Sometimes I see you standing sheepishly
on the sharp corner of your life...
The day known as the day of lovers
Second month and the second week...
I hope you are happy with the damage you have...
suddenly life is like a nightmare again...
What will it take for you to search your memory
and count the reasons why your parents deserve...
What are you going to do
when the words you should not have said...
You do not get another set of parents,
you are born with only one...
I am moving on with my life now,
and you are in extreme denial...
Our broken hearts stray towards the edge of...
with a future so unknown...
I replay the same songs over and over,
crying again and again...
Take a bow,
I hope you are proud...
I hope it hurts
when your secrets are exposed against your wishes...