I smell a rat,A rat I know so well.
It's stench is as strong
bringing salty tears in my eyes
and a nauseating lump in my throat.
I wish I could choke on it and die
than humiliate myself with
a broken heart's tears.
Coz I have been down this road
and yet I let myself fall in so deep.
I'm like shattered glass among grains of sand.
I wish I could find myself
but I have got no power left this time.
Four times I have been bitten,
Five times still not shy.
How could I forget that I am just a stepping stone?
How could I forget?!
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