I’ve been sad, lonely quite a number of times.
But that didn’t stop me from facing myself.
Then you appeared as bread, for the hungry me,
And opened the gates of your love for myself.
This love was the only thing left for me,
And it filled all the voids, brought up a smile…
But, if one day you had to leave like this,
Why did you walk beside me, those 2 miles?
I had you with all my trust
And you left me to rust. To rust.
For the eternity I cried, I begged my god to have some mercy,
But neither he heard, nor you cared. So,
I’ve started hating the mirror.
I’ve started hating the mirror…