my world shattered with just a snap
when the truth broke out from the scrap.
the facade that I used to wear
was removed and torn with flare
I used to desolate my self...
to conceal to them that I needed help.
But my actions became obvious
that they became curious
They started to unravel the truth,
piece by piece starting from my youth...
just to finish the jigsaw left by me,
in search for something to cover it, and flee.
Now the puzzle's finished and the truth, set free
all relationships severed, just because of me...
The help that I needed... gone,
and again left in solitude with nothing at hand, not even one...
