Kate U. Garciano
Everything for you was for fun,
I’m stuck by your playful hand that I couldn't run,
Let me go for I need to be free,
Don't breath my air for I am not your tree.

I'm not the giver of the oxygen you're breathing,
I am not the source of everything,
But once I was your lover,
You're not ready and I blow your cover.

You told me that you're done mending,
Your heart is ready but you’re just pretending,
I'm your pill to ease your pain,
I'm just your rebound to take away the memories he left and pin.

Accept you back is what you want?
Guess what, I am done with my hunt,
You're so awful to be my prey,
You need mending for your heart is gray.

I am there when I notice you cry
I accept you for you need to try,
That love is not self-centered for it is wonderful,
And it can fix you for it is powerful.

Grow up and be mature,
For my love will bring you nurture,
For I am ready to sacrifice and change my culture,
But you're not ready for my love and it's the painful torture.