Three days ago
You started a small talk
I couldn't read the intention
But I could see the plot forging
If I let myself drench again

You used to give me a role
I played it nicely, aren't I?
Until the scheme went wrong
But you were at your best
Conceal every truth from me

Does it tattooed on your head
How the tables were turned
Claimed you were badly hurt
Have you ever felt horrible before?
Messing with a damsel's heart

You might think for a while
All those times I was stranded
All the space was empty-handed
And maybe one day you wake up
A girl would beg you to stay

Now you know it already
When I care I pour it gradually
What I told I spill it honestly
When it almost took your breath away
You should've choose words wisely

© damsel with thoughts