Never ending circles
spun inside my head
You've created a monster
the me you knew is dead

Look at what you've caused
Though I am not mad
It will always be your fault
which in itself is sad

But the words that you told me
that fateful Monday night
on the bus alone
you told me of your fright

It hurt more and more each day
as I had to watch your face
from far, far away
because I couldn't keep pace

Nothing can be undone
our fate is spun and weaved
I can tell you
it's not what I believed

I never once thought
that the world could be so kind
as to give me a happy fate
but darkness envelopes my mind

The next time that I speak to you
I will be a different person
so when you see my broken face
I hope you learned your lesson