I had a soul, I had a dream. A mister you were, To make me believe. You could cure me, From the bad things. There are in life, Way too much. You won me over, With you perfect smile. Your compassion, And with your lies. None, None of what you told me was true. You were my only one, But now I hate you. Nothing compares or even comes close, To the trick you pulled, Just to get me out my clothes. I learned from that experience, Never to trust again. And it is to be your burden, After all, and in my end.