Just when I thought I was getting ahead
You cut me off, and left me for dead
Alone in the darkness, I slowly bled
Going to my final destination is what I dread
I had many ideas that you've fed
And you dried my tears that I once shed
But there were many lies, I have been led
With no hope left, I fearfully pled
But in the end, my life you did shread
And when you were done, you quickly fled.
So I was gone, with many words unsaid.
