Pondering over the things that have been
I realized i wasn't considerate enough
Knowing you're different from what i believe.
Grieving over how things were ought to be
With a sudden lapse, everything abruptly changed
Disappointment, discouragement, all were in vain
Selfishness invaded you and just then you gave in
Pushing away certain bond to a dubious affection
You took for granted intimate amity we could have
Reprehend me not for my decision.
I just say what a fraud you are.
There are some things i couldn't modify
Sad it may seen for a bad-driven life
What's left of you is a lachrymose soul.
