Word often used when you get tired of "something",
Because that thing is draining,
Even if this "something" is what you love in the beginning,
Now all it does is give you pain and suffering.

I used to love you like this "something",
Then it got to the part where I was hurting,
Because I don't know what I'm doing,
And it feels like a battle that I'm definitely losing.

I always thought I'd never stop fighting,
That we could overcome this suffering,
But fighting for you is the worst thing,
For I always thought there'll us in the ending.

I always thought I'm Cinderella and you're Prince Charming,
That  you'll sweep me off my feet and be together, as the ending,
But we're neither Cinderella nor Prince Charming,
We're just people on this earth, a human being.

Our story of a happily ever after is now ending,
Not a lovely one but embedded with lots of learning,
For now we may not be a thing,
But I'm happy that we were once something.

Maybe the love that we had was not our thing,
Maybe we'll find someone that'll be our happy ending,
And we should stop reminiscing,
For this is goodbye and I'm finally resigning.

In every path I seek,
In every guy I meet,
I seem to be in an endless wreathe,
With high expectations I seem to be beneath.

I know I'm not cool or smart,
But why do they say I'm a work of art,
That I'm perfect in every part,
But I can't seem to accept it in my heart.

In every praise they give,
It feels like a joke in my head,
For these pathetic thoughts are all I received,
For I thought they're all I need.

I get uninterested often,
Which kept me on wondering when,
I'll get to have something I've never seen,
when I don't even know what I seek.

She is a work of art
An abstract of each of her part
With a different personalities poking like darts
With every personality representing her as an art.

But no art is perfect
She has troubled mind but with intellect
Her mind commanding her to protect
But she's the one who experienced neglect.

All her life she was never the favorite
She's good, but not good enough to be the bet
The bet daughter, she will never get
That's why she constantly lives in regret.

Her parents played favorite
But she remains still and quiet
Even with the injustices they omit
She stays forever loyal and commit.

God said love your family
But how could she
When all they did was mistreat her with glee
When all they did was celebrate her misery.

Letting go is no easy deed
Especially when that person is your need
The person you seek comfort in times of fatigue
And the person who heals your wound if you bleed.

Everytime you thought you moved on
But you meet their eyes during a marathon
Which send electrical currents to your heart that's headstrong
Then you realized you're nowhere close to moving on.

Every moment that's passing
You realized how much you missed them
Everyday just hoping
That one day you'll be together again.

However time is cruel
It test you through a duel
Causing your mind to be ill
And your broken heart to never heal.