wondered by Joana Galhardo Tags ,

You, whom until now I have not forgotten
Have turn your back on me, just stop the taunt
So I suppose you wanted more
Just with someone else without this core
Could you see the way you treated me was grotesque?
Causing these pathetic little poems to lay on my desk
But you're not going to see no tear falling from these eyes
As I stop trying to answer all the whys
Thus this apathy will take over me
Weighting me down with all your gravity
Until the point where something will stir deep down within
And I won't be able to say if it's the weather or just the mood I'm in