I was ignored
I had been tortured
I cried silently at nights
And was injured from inside
I was weak and much emotional
May be that was my fault
No one was there to heal me up
So I decided to cure myself
By doing the same with others...

Then one day I shouted
And they stayed mum
Then I understood
If you need to be strong
You've to be devil
So I decided to turn myself
Into a devil
I won't be a slave of emotions
No more a listener
Because the world is not so good
For being so much emotional.

Then each day
and night.....
I like to heard the shoutings
When I use to hurt them
I like to see tears in those nasty eyes
I like the way they get afraid off
I like to see them shrink
I like the way when they shed.

Then suddenly I stopped
I saw someone
Who's of course frightened of me
But he's so attractive
Have talkative eyes
A depth hidden and
Mysteriously so dark
That I want to drown inside
And want to read him truely
But...