The destroyed me...

Great men

Pain,it existed from when,I didnot know..

Yet never dared to tell anyone,I am in pain..

Watching great men drunk in vanity,

My pain,it's felt better to keep it hidden..

Face,who has seen it?

Looking at the eyes,looking at me,

Trying to feel great for loving someone like me..

It's better to not have that face..

Silence,

It's a company I have cherished..

After knowing how good abandonment felt..

Accepting it is better to not exist,

Than see you there again..

Describing my wounds vividly,

Enjoying my pain..

I still exist..

For I have become heartless now..

So the show has nothing to do with me,

The show put by great men..