sometimes, you are left with no where to go
no soul to talk to
no shoulder to cry on
no right to speak of
no one to depend on
because the one you're looking for
isnt the one who'll love you. Till the core.

It still do sting a little.
It still do hurt a little.
I'm still suprise with the way
im deleting things you left without hesistation
Was it a right choice i made?

fustrated. You made me and you ruin me.