I knew every silly thing you bind.
In this play called love and its lies,
I played the role of a blind.
Where I saw nothing but complete lies.

Hints were flying as free as dove.
Yet, its freedom were like that of Zeus with love:
Careful execution of liberty
to avoid conflict from another party.

Oh! I see. No, erase.
I felt it in one click.
But I'm an actress and ought to act as is
for it was on the script--oh~ so thick!

And you saw me acting fine.
Despite on different foods you dine.
Because you thought I knew nothing in some cases
but deep inside I'm broken into pieces.