Was your intellect not satisfied?
The pain doesn't show,
But the hurt still grows.
What excuse are you selling,
Shouldn't I at least know?
I guess deep down,
I had just lied to me.
I tried to talk to you,
But there was no reply.
Like sands in the wind,
Emotions were played.
I don't want to sit here,
I don't want to think of you.
Someday you'll be sorry,
Someday you'll be free.