This is my story A melodrama-corny A tragic incident A burnt heart- not quite Forever a quitter Couldn’t stand a man Rebounded as a lover Who hands too slippery To hold and stay close Sweet-talking; he’s smouldering With bitter lips that sink Deeper than conversing Pretends to be delighted Act like you’re not lonely The fact you’re always crying The moment he’s gone and You hold his clothes so tight As you cuddle it every night You wish you’re with him When the truth he’s blending With someone rather important Leaving your heart dormant Such a pathetic dying serpent This is my story A melodrama–corny