You told I was late,
but how would you know,
that You're early, unless I'm late?
You dealt with me fiercely,
I was hurt;
But how would you know,
you were busy being a flirt...

They say Pain demands to be felt,
and like 'Fault in our Stars',
my Heart too in it dwelt;
But how would you know,
that there were scars,
You were long gone,
racing in your luxary cars...

I told you to notice the Moon,
It fights against the dark ,
to make a room for it's own ark;
Trying...