It had to be me
Who's heart is to be broken
Who's heart is forced to unlove
Who's heart is to be wounded
Who's cheeks are red from crying
Who's eyes are swollen from lack of sleep
Who's heart is left with memories
Of all that we did
Is it me who gets too attached?
Or is it fate that's playing games
All heartaches cause holes in my heart
Poor mind that forgets too quickly
Whatever it is that it was faced with
Each new step comes with deeper suppression
Or just maybe am not of this world.