Will I speak to you again?
Should I choose to suffer again?
I would rather tear my own heart out then give you the pleasure
Why not let you have your fun.
Strutting over my heart,
I ask you ?tread lightly, for you tread on my dreams.?
But do you listen,
You do not tread,
You stomp your cold feet upon my hopes.
Why need faith if you are different?
