If my soul were to leave this Earth
Would you be satisfied with the last words you said to me?
Or would you cry in despair?
Knowing that you can apologise however much you want
Yet, whether I forgive you or not would forever remain a mystery
If you wish for my soul to rest
I'd prefer you not waste your tears on me
Because, although I'm still breathing
I had already died
When you pierced me painfully with your words
But not once did you shed a tear
Instead of your eyes filling up with water, they overflowed with disdain
So why cry now?
When you couldn't back then