I'm waiting for something that's not to come
Like waiting for the end of war
Like waiting for the end of greed
Like waiting for the end of corruption
Like waiting for the end of poverty
Like waiting for the end of pollution
Like waiting for the end of misery
Like waiting for the end of injustice
Like waiting for the end of this eternal cycle

You look, but do you see
between the lines of my poetry?
You hear, but do you heed
the turmoil beneath my silent plead?
You think but do you wonder
if I'm okay after years of blunder?
You sense but do you feel
my true colors shut by a seal?

This is the new me,
a withered peony
With lifeless eyes,
Dampened with lies
This is the new me

The saddest goodbyes
are not the ones that are said
but are left untold

I feel like nothing
Physically, I'm living
But I'm not alive

We went through so much back then,
to be nothing again.
All the way from the beginning,
we were nothing till the end.

"You broke my expectations,
now my thought's all a mess
I saw what you're in reality,
can't believe i was obsessed"

"All those years, what a waste
Guess I just got bad taste"

"Buried alive, can't cry, why, my life is such a lie"

"I thought you'd make me smile forever
But my forever got an end
You used to give me so much hope,
now i'm someone you can't mend."

Hey, is that what you think?
Sorry for the torturing

Gave it a try, can't meet your eye, wish I could just call you mine

I took my friends for granted,
didn't feel your worth before
But now in isolation,
I want you even more

You gave me more than thrice a chance,
now won't you give a second glance

It got cold, the life we rode, our story untold.