Beneath the misty moonlit
I stood alone waiting to be hit.
Taking all the anger within me
I told time to let things be.
Shouting with all the forces I have,
I cursed this thing called love.
Finally taking one step away
I wish I’ll never meet any day.
I’d love to know I never existed
and feel like I’m always bested.
You’ve taken all my best
and killed the glory of my zest.
I hope you’re happy now
after you’ve taken a bow.
T’was a well-crafted show,
as secrets were uncloaked so slow.
You deserve those
as you watch me suffering from mishaps.
Why? No. I mustn’t ask.
You love hiding behind that mask.
I swore I’ll never run and hide,
I’m tired of your games,
of being one of your dames.
As you gaze into my eyes
the look of love in you slowly dies.
I don’t know you anymore.
You’ve just become a stranger, now and forevermore.