I've been living with a cloud of despair,

And I'm in desperate need of repair.

But how can I fix something when I don't even know what's wrong?

How can I explain this horrific song,

That haunts my days and drowns my nights?

I've been living in this pain of past,

That's taken away my will at last.

So, why am I still wondering this empty corridors of hope?

When all I want is nothing but a rope.

I yearn for those stolen glances,

And those sweet melodic lullabies,

But then my need to protect you,

Overcomes these urges,

And I'm left at the crossroads,

With morose eyes and satiated mind.

Your heart was never mine to claim,

But you still made me your dame.

You played me like I was your toy

In a way, I guess It was your ploy.

But, now that I know your pathetic little games,

I'm going to let go of this insane pains.

This time, I don't need you.

This time, I just want to be alone.