You left me here.
In this asylum of creativity.
Now you get to see.
My archive of insensitivity.

The world's more simple.
When you color it black.
Hook please.
I could never take you back.

I never wanted this.
But you extracted it forth.
The truth in the lines.
The best thing you ever gave or taught.

To be with me she.
Cheated the love she had grown.
In the end she chose.
Me and her love she had thrown.

You lied to everyone.
Everyone but me.
At least I thought so.
But it just remained to be seen.

When nothing adds up.
What do you believe?
Do you wait it out?
Or just get up and leave.