Oh my.
What a cruel world
Lots of people suffer
They couldn't fathom the reality
I breathe out the smoke in my lungs
"Oh yes, a cruel world it is"
I voiced out my thoughts
As I looked at the dead body lying beside me

Jealousy should not be mistaken
As wanting attention

But why do we keep on pushing ourselves,
To be loved by someone,
Who already holds someone in their hearts?

Even though at the end
Our love
Will never be reciprocated?