Sympathy

It's all an act of sympathy
I don't need your words
To help me through the night
I'd rather you be unheard
Take off your mask
You can go back to playing games
Back to the past
Infact no need for saying names
It's my turn to talk
It's way over..just past your turn
You've taken the wrong road
You're just going crash and burn
I've looked back and learned
And I don't need your help
You were never there for me
As I was there for yourself