Our moments together were An inconvenience for both, Necessity for neither, Desired only by me.
I was a stupid, little girl.
I need not hold back tears My ducts for you dried out When my Faith, love, and trust Ebbed away with Disappointing and lackluster years
Dropped down a bottomless pit
Your ability to ignore My existence remains Ever admirable While my sentiments remain Everlastingly indifferent
I'm a cold-natured soul
When you're an old man You will think back on the days You wasted our time, And turned a blind eye
You'll wonder why your only begotten child left your life
If you are lucky enough to reach an age of old A numbness so comfortable Unspeakably whole On your deathbed Peacefully waiting The departure of your soul Notice, I won't be there I've turned a blind eye.