Why get hurt, by the one closest to your heart
And still willing to give them a new start
why open yourself, to those who touch your soul
And then becoming so blind to their role
Why molding yourself into a person they want
And still, see them leave and taunt
Why forget all about your stars
And become so numb, when they count your scars
Why displease your pride to make them smile
And then watch them, moving on, leaving you fragile
Why telling them, always owe you?
And feeling so helpless, when they throw you
Why blame them for breaking your heart
But the wait wasn't that all your fault?
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M Pervez
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