its been a month when i was sad,
i owned nothing except this pad,
a pad that shed my tears,
tears that last for a years,
i owned nothing except this pad,
a pad that shed my tears,
tears that last for a years,
my past that i dont want to remember,
because of that girl who became my lover,
a lover who fooled me,
she left me in this tree,
because of that girl who became my lover,
a lover who fooled me,
she left me in this tree,
that girl who hide in a bonnet,
who dont deserve any sonnet,
my love to her turns to anger,
and i hate her deeper and deeper,
in a day i see a girl,
she’s precious like a pearl,
i wish she is the one,
can love me like her man,
the day past by,
i see her with a guy,
i try to hide my feeling,
even though inside i am bleeding,
i want to make her laugh,
and bring her to my lap,
to see a dimple in her cheek,
dimple who make me sick,
but her friend told me,
words that made me hold my knee,
she dont want to play,
i run home and on my bed i lay,
i’m hardly tie,
in her sweet little eye,
im dying in this time,
and end this as the worst rhyme,
in her sweet little eye,
im dying in this time,
and end this as the worst rhyme,
