its sad,
how i am forced to fake.
behind the veil
its hurtful.

sometimes i drop a hint,
hoping you will notice and make a move,
sometimes its you dropping a hint,
only to make a joke of it,
that's the moment i choke.

How do i spill the words?
when my tongue is numb
when my upper lip trembles,
when my voice is shaken,
Only shame remains!
Shame!

Some nights i am sleepless
feeling less relevant,
my heart getting heavier,
It's a matter of time when
i will crash
seeing my crush escaping with Ann-other.