Untitled

Untitled - YEONG copyrighted 2007

what is there to start when it's already broken?
what's left for me and you, are just pieces of debris
and soon enough, it'll be empty (empty...)
like the capacity the human heart is able to carry
not one, not two, nor three
but the unconditional love people are giving me

when you came in
it was sweet and lovely dovey
then love turns its back on us and it became shaky
i held strong but you went weak and wobbly
weeped and told me that you're sorry

sorry? about what wrong you did to thee?
that you're unable to see?
that your love's for me, not she?
you shut your ears and other 4 senses
ran for your life, dodged for defences
left me stranded without knowing what happened

now you're back asking for forgiveness
and making me go through all these madness?
again, again as the carousel goes
round and round, drugs overdosed

wham! im not as weak as again
shut my eyes and 4 senses
walk away from you, with strength for defences
you're a has been
not any he, she, it,
and hello it's me,
yeong yours truly.