Week after week, I feel more betrayed
The chances of life are no longer found,
Are not strong enough to keep me sound,
but enough to keep me buried underground.
Lies and fallacies are detrimental aspects, I strife to contend with.
My faith unwavered, my patience is eternally lost since.
But I am glad to not find any reason to live.
All I'll ever be glad for is when perhaps my life will diminish.
I'm a fool, yes, I'm a fool!
An arrogant, and innocent fool!
A fool of the 21st century!
A fool for the torment and treachery!
A fool, incomplete!
A fool, in defeat!
A fool unwanted!
A fool sad enough to contemplate suicide!
A fool enough to forgo the potential aspects of my wisdom...
And magnify the imprudence of my character in defeat...
In defeat and shame, a certain treachery,
As I waver and stumble through the process of recovery.
Nobody adduced to me to share,
The deplorable life of the lonely, is not fair...
They choose to relive their temptations on me,
until I'm smitten in every way that I could be...
They step on me, and move on,
their pleasures, their solid ground.
A traitor, an egotistical traitor!
A faker, a confused faker...
Him, who was selfish enough to step all over me!
He wasn't perfect but he was there for me.
In ways that I can't explain...
In ways that got out of hand...
In more than one way,
such rekindling, healing temptations were enough to mend me this time...
But my heart, you traitor, will forever be bitter!
In through ways that made you almost mine...
