Wishing for his eyes to fall on mine,
Knowing it will never be.
Could tell that he could never see,
What went on inside of me.
Oh I never thought it'd be like this,
Fear and insanity mixed in one.
Find a fault I shall try,
Knowing my heart’ll never let me succeed.
Never thought it’d happen to me,
Thought I was strong and immune to this.
Help me God to erase that face,
Whose features I remember above all.
Daily I see him and pass him by,
My act so natural and business-like.
Nightly I lay on top my bed,
Pillow in hand and tears in eyes.
It is a weakness that strikes me home,
Leaves my feelings bleeding sore.
I wish I’d be like before,
Without worry and without care.
Secretly hoping he’d understand,
That he too is suffering same as I.
Yet I am a coward like many before,
I’ll never find the courage to tell.
Time will pass and perhaps him,
Yet what if the memory shall persist?
I hate him for making me feel like a fool,
For making me feel like I need him.
I hate him for those uncertainties,
For wondering what he thought of me.
I hate him for this weakness of mine,
I hate him for I’ve never hated before. By
Lady of Scartha
(About Lady of Scartha)
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