this pain I feel at your mistrust
the words that you spoke, hurt me deep
I know they weren't intended for me
at night I lay in bed and weep
It felt as if a knife was used
to pierce my unhappy heart
I wonder, were you smiling then?
were you stood there, playing your part
I cant tell you how angry I am
as you have no idea I was there
thoughts of you speaking behind my back
show me that you really don't care
How do I deal with these feelings?
you appear to harbour such hatred
maybe a line should be drawn now
having positive thoughts ......instead!
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