I am not the him,
which u might think,
sad to happy in just a wink.
Why must love be blind?
when can it regain its sight?
for then will i be
save from this sorry plight.
(for then would u know if u are right)
I saw him for many times,
never once i saw him wif u.
should i smile or cry?
for that i doubt i would ever know.
Like the stars in the sky,
looking over all the time.
i am here for u,
but i doubt u really know.
maybe he cares but i can't see
but from wad i see,
he never cares
but if he does, i could tell that it is rare