My heart should be well-schooled
because I've been fooled in the past.
But still, you manage to hold me in your hands
Your arrogant, manipulating claws.
A crow approaching its meal,
you lavished me in affection
I was special
I was yours.
I fell, fell hard for you, so hard that I hit rock bottom
You held me captive in your greedy eyes and left me there
The ground there was cool and emotionless
The once confident now reduced to this empty shell of a person
Where did it all go wrong?