I remember the day i made a poem
A poem out of love
But sadly for a goodbye

I told myself "this is really the end"
I can't bare to watch myself cry anymore
The mirror is all i had

It was the witness of the tears i have shed
Countless times and it was so
I decided to just let go

What's the use of holding on
If he asked to let him go
He lied so many times
And seems so happy by doing so?

I asked myself for forgiveness
For letting myself rot in such mess
Yes, i am so in love
But is he really worth this pain?

Then i came to a realization...
I was just nothing to him
And i made him my everything

He dropped me as he wanted
I fall hard,almost lifeless on the ground
I can't help but pity myself
Why did i ever let this happen?

And so i decided to rise up
To rise from the ashes
And held my head up.