It's another day,

whose sunny day,

whose rainy day.

The wind blows,

strong it is,

but my pain just wunt budge.

However hard I try to free,

the image of you and him,

it just stay there

like a tree.

You taught me life's isn't fair,

for the good wunt die young.

Like the air thats always there,

I am there but you don't see.

They say,

give it up it's a waste of time,

but i hope i noe the reason why,

for why...

i am worst than him.

Maybe he is there like the light for you,

i cannot feel 'im but u can see.

i hopes thats true,

for then will i forget you.

(or he'll hope he nvr had
you:x)