In your own words, you are strong
You say you have forgiven them
But from the colour of your voice
We hear bitterness make much noise.
Everyone saw them tear your life apart
Many eyes saw the breaking fight
It was a public play on the stage
Which put no ban on any age.
They tore your heart and drained its blood
And threw you carelessly into the flood
You don’t have to struggle anymore
Just wait till the clock chimes.
Their nails are selfish, fingers bloody
They see your vision ahead of you
If you can’t reach for stronger strength
They may make you bitter, bitter like them.