My soul is captivated by your looks, your looks so deceiving
How the fire burns steadily in your eyes with the flame of hatred stopping at no extent
What do those obscure eyes hide?
Maybe you should have a moment of truth so you can take in reality
For all the misery you have caused, there will be consequenses you shan’t dare to take
Maybe the truth will enpower you
Maybe everything that was real will remain, as the fake emotions take their reign
As if their reign didn’t hurt enough
The truth is it hurt enough, it hurt too much to be exact
And no matter how hard I try to force hapiness over sorrow, Somehow your being appears, forcing anger and agony upon me once again
And it is your demeanor that is keeping me happy, yet tearing me apart