Anger and aggression kills me,
And takes me away from me,
So hard hitting are the facts,
Leave me in torment and angst.

Why do they ask me to speak?
When they don’t want to know the réalité!
Why it is counted as a sin when I do speak?
For they not know what I have been…

I wonder why people have double standards,
Want something for themselves and something else for others!
Oh! They change so suddenly,
And forget the promises made so easily.

It keeps killing me,
With so many thoughts floating inside me,
Pain, tears and left in self-pity,
Is this where I wanted to be?

They remind me of the past days
Do they even remember any of the promises made?
Bravo to them, they forget so easily,
And then come and ask what is wrong with me.

Alas! Those promises so fulfilling and content, of change and future!
But do the same when put in the situation again,
Here I was fighting with the whole world for them,
And so easily they give you up for the world!