Tuesday, April 3, 2007
Questions Of A Broken Heart
You told me you 'd love me, so why didn't show it.
You said you wouldn't leave me, so why did you blow it.
You seem to always be, there when I was crying.
You didn't know my tears, were caused by your lying.
Don't you know your lying, caused confusion in my mind.
Words started to scramble, `sane thoughts I could not find.
I thought love would bring, happiness and joy.
But yet I seem to have become, your 'when you want me toy.'
Why does love hurt, an answer I 'll never know.
Your love was a bed of roses, for no longer does it show.
You said you wouldn't leave me, so why did you go.
Another question with an answer, I guess I 'll never know.