Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Why

Why resist,
When I am clay in your hands to mould?
You forge my shape

Why hope,
When tears elicit no pity or mercy?
You are cold to me.

Why try,
When all the ways out are closed off?
You hold all the keys.

Why play,
When it always plays out the same way?
You win and I lose.

Bound eternally, to whom i hv nothing left
Forever tied, to him who has been
the most important person in my life.
Why You crush my spirit?

Why u hv conspired to destroy
What remains of my soul.

Why?
Because I am stupid to Love.