But all I do is break you into pieces,
And remember triviality about you,
But you unloving me every moment of my sensibility.
I try hard to keep you away from me,
In the place where your existence doesn’t matter to me,
And you being my entity won’t have any part of me.
I figured out a bit early about your pastime,
and then fell for it, like it was me
Who it should be played with.
As my unloved heart knew nothing about it,
As it was a price for your validity in my life.
I know how it feels to be in love,
And to be the one getting played with.
I know what it makes you feel inside,
Broken yet beautiful,
I know what it makes you inside,
To be so vulnerable and ready for scrapes.
I know how it feels to be in the red gorgeous world,
when you are all white.