Rise up, rub your eyes,
abrade the illusion.
You have lost her,
Is the sole conclusion.

So move to wash room,
Wash your stupid face.
Comb your scattered hair,
And tie your shoe's lace.

Run! till you pant and choke,
Beef you up to survive.
She is a poison to you,
And don't let you thrive.

Today is your day to repine,
By tomorrow try to be firm.
Have a pledge, never allow anyone,
To fun with you by their condition and term.