Why??

All my work and efforts would be endless, so would the sacrifices...

And beyond my limits, I loved you and do still, would never let go

Oh, how often would you find, someone who cared, the way I cared?

But in exchange, only this, I just wanted to be loved, and cared for,

with a special place for me in your heart, a place for no other, only me...

The privilege of being loved and to lay in your arms, wished it for forever...

The feeling, of being cared for, the way you cared, it vanished too soon...

But why?? 

Is it because? Because I was never loved!

I never found love, only illusions that dared to awaken these vices...

The vices that I never had before, bare its fangs at my peace

Oh, how they glare at my soul, through silence, shredding my heart!

But with this, only this, I have learned to trust, only myself,

for trust is hard-earned, and it was learned the hard way, with tears and scars...

A shoulder I could rest this weary head on to forget all else, longed it for forever...

The yearning, it grows heavy sometimes, all I can is sigh, unbearably and too much, I cry...

Why??

Is it because? It was all a lie!!

-Sachét