Waking from the dead,
It made me sad,
It was then I stopped being Mad,
And silenced what was unsaid.

Maybe you loved me to the sky,
You still feel I didn't try,
Did you know that I still cry,
But don't ask me to stay.

For I have let you go,
Long ago,
After it dawned to my fragile ego,
I have to leave for you to grow.

I am so fragile that you can't depend,
Unworthy with whom you should spend,
Your precious life is...