All-day sitting on the same old corner,
Unheard, neglected, and taken for granted,
Maybe speaking what was on my head,
Could make you glance at me one sooner.

I cracked a joke hoping to see you laugh,
But you just cringed without glancing at me,
I reckoned humor was not my forte,
I should've not opened my mouth for that bluff.

I spoke of good mem'ries and promises,
But you brushed it off like it's a thing to avoid,
A fleeting scene that was not enjoyed.
And I was left with only misery to caress.

Wasn't speaking the best way of expression?
Weren't my tears a hint of my desperation?
If words were not enough to voice out my depression,
Then can silence be the best option?

So back in my same old corner alone,
Still neglected and taken for granted,
I realized that saying what's on my head,
Was a futile way to get your attention.

Under the veil of my newfound silence
May your old oath with the judge resonates
A spurious word sealed with a ring
But all it brought was suffering.

Today would off been four year of marriage.
But today i decided to celebrate being single.
My husband was horrid, a person who used me.
He broke my heart, my soul and me as a person.
For three years, I was working thought it, a way to move on.
I was scared, unsure and didn't know what to do.
I miss him, I miss his laugh, I miss his smile, I miss him as my best friend.
My he left me alone and deserted, he lied, cheated and broke me.
Today I moved on. I chose to change my view and my life.

You are nobody, you mean nothing.
The person you are today, is someone I don't know.
I loved you. I gave you everything.
You broke me, you broke my heart.
Today you no longer control me.

I went out to find myself a husband
I found one
We were attracted to each other
We were compatible to each other
So I flirted
AND HE REJECTED
Because he was married
But I wanted him
So I threw a costume party
And I build walls around her...

She was in there for days
Constantly whining about being hungry and tired
Until
She died tragically
By starvation
So I invited my boy over
But he was grieving
And i could not flirt with him
So i threw a funeral
And he grieved
And I hit on him again
And he flirted back
But something wasn't right
Why did he get over her so fast?
And I knew it was wrong
And then I felt bad that I killed his wife
So went back to the good ole Christopher Steel
That is my darkest sim...

Other than the time that I cheated with Hank Goddard