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I am happy, But I end up crying. Broken like a shattered glass, And scattered as pieces of papers. My feelings grew like flowers in the spring, But yours withered like in the fall. A promise of a thousand years, But not a word is kept. What have you done? Why have you forsaken this love? Even if the time pass. Wounds won't still be healed. It is a cliche, I speak of broken love. Let the world fall apart, And mourn with my tragedy.

I got thousand of friends, But I can count them in a hand. I got few foes, But a hand is not enough. Fallible notes come from my friends' lips, And truth they behold. My enemies lend me a shoulder, And never stab me at my back. Friends, they call themselves, But Liars as I call them. Enemies, they admitted, But Friends as I treated. When tears tumble down my cheeks, My foes weep with me. When I am down and cannot stand, My friends walk away. Enemies can be friends, But friends itself, do not trust!

I am blind, For I see no good. I am mute, For I speak no truth. I am deaf, For I hear no right. I am numb, For I feel no joy or sorrow. There's no room for sympathy, Or for pity. I am a heartless creature, For I crash them by my hands. I bring them to their grave, Giving them justice they deserve. I put thorns, So no one can cross. Only I can tell who may pass, For I rule this world. Souls dwell in my home, But not for too long. I am more than Hades, For he's even afraid of me.