you don't like me, I can read
I doubt if you understand me
It's sad not being understood by a friend
someone you thought was your best friend
might not be, maybe it is all an illusion
life is full of images which can't relate to reality
you don't like me
and you believe I had disrespected you, that's not how I perceived
but, sincerely, it doesn't matter how I felt
if there's a real feeling about this all
you don't care how I feel, you care about what you say is true.
my favorite true teller, I should have never called you my best friend
you can't compromise now I see
and when I question the concepts of our ideology,
you choose your rationality
and as an excuse,
I have to accept
well, my love
I will always love you
but you hurt me and you are not saying sorry.
in other hand you are demanding an apology for my questions,
which you classified as disrespectful
Sorry I feel bad. I can't beg for your love anymore. when your love is hurt.
I can only give you back silence, especilly because it was what you gave me.
