• You say that I am heartless.
    A monster with no feeling.
    A passion with no meaning.
    I am no sane human being.

    But when you turn away,
    I feel more than I will say.
    A cold, blizzard day
    Painted in my brain.

    Hate is a feeling.
    A passion with meaning.
    You say I was sweet in the beginning.
    What happened to that sweet feeling?

    I was that same girl,
    With new developed feelings,
    You, that heartless monster,
    Caused pain from the beginning.

    I will never be the same.
    Hate twisted with pain.
    Sweet feelings gone away.
    Bliss is left for shame.

    You say I am heartless.
    Cruel, unusual, and strange.
    Numbness fills my very being.
    But never did you know,
    That the twisted one is the one causing the pain.