Dropped my heart while we're crossing the lane,
Bleeding heart washed by droplets of rain,
I told you to hold the brolly,
People next to us, looked at me in pity.
I'm the secret you kept from their eyes,
That Sunday, only cars heard my muffled cries,
April 23rd I begged on bended knees,
1st day of May, I screamed at the trees.
You stepped first, leaving me at your back,
You kept a distance, I felt like an ugly duck,
I got disgusted on how I dressed and how I look,
I got tired of fixing lines, when they're meant to be crooked.
I will never forget the way you broke my heart after our church's mass,
I will never forget the way, I asked you to hold the brolly, and you only said, “pass”
I will never forget the way you left me unwanted behind your brown shirt,
I will never forget the way you made me feel like my whole soul was endulge with dirt.
