Delusion
Then, there is a girl who weeps in her bed
Bearing the pain that has no med
Her heart disintegrated into pieces
The love she has turned to ashes
Her wish she longed suddenly demolished
Courage, hope and dream snap to ceased
Her poems and stories was written in melancholy
Inspired by a guy who caused her entire agony
Perhaps, her love for him is an illusion
It can't be genuine, eventually just an infatuation
Easy to fall though they barely know each other
Would end up lamenting and hurting one another
Now, she writes everything in her journal
All her memories that caused her heart fatal
She's no longer trusting the one she used to admire
Her smiling face and being brave is her new attire.
