I lie down in this valley of tears,
Moaning over something I cannot change,
Just the thought of it makes me shiver.
It drums my head with so many emotions,
Anger, despair and hatred.
Every day, every night I lie down weak in my knees,
Trying to digest the knowledge I have received,
But I don’t understand, I am confused and lost in the mist of my angered thoughts.
But why do I care, why am I bothered by something I have no authority over.
When I visualize it my heart skips a beat,
But not out of love but out of rage.
I feel great pain for I am the only one undergoing such furry.
But who am I to judge you when you are having a good time?
Who am I to deprive you of your last chance at happiness?