Well, If She Thinks

Well, if she thinks

That I am cruel

Be that, I am

No elucidation

 

Well, if she thinks

That I am envious

Then let me be

No abomination

 

My silence has a secret

Her eyes, they stop me

 

My vicinity collapses

As she slipped in

 

I still hold on to

What she doesn’t believe

 

‘cause may her words be the reason

                                     Or her eyes be

They inject insanity

 

Still if she thinks

That I am negligent

I won’t resist

Let her.
Well, if she thinks

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