Count me out
This Christmas!
I will go away
Out of your sight
On a lone road far away
Right this night
So you don't have to see my face
A place where you can not trace
You are a well put up show
I did care alot, you know!
But it doesn't mean anything to you
You are a hard hearted statue
No care, no love, no feelings at all
You mean business and money
And fame, hence you not lonely
It would make no difference
For you have many people around you
I was just a stained face, that's how you knew
It's just been an hour since I left your mansion
My phone keeps ringing seemed you in tension
No, this time am not answering your call
I had enough of respect, as you made me fall
Embarrassing me with your ego and arrogance
Told me, I was over him with my innocence
I am hurt, yes I am! Thanks for this gift
For this Christmas my emotions are adrift
You may forget me soon
But I will always remember you
As I remember this moon...

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