Colors are fading into gray
I feel the same again.
And I will say:
“It’s pain.
Again.”
I tried to keep my words,
And nothing I have told.
But you always
Blame
My face.

Please say me what?
What I’m doing wrong?
What have I become
To satisfy your needs.
You don’t speak – and it kills.
You can’t say me “goodbye”,
And throw yourself away
Cose(Because) it is your pure lie,
Your pain.

(C) ZonD80