Trash

There’s a persuasive need for me to mark this day
When I missed her most but she tried to drive me away
I’d like to think that she was not in her usual frame of mind
Which caused her throwing questions of that kind

But after all I still felt something so elusive
Pumped by this heart that’s made so sensitive
Her kindness and innocence sometimes can turn
Into some sort of fire that watch me burn

I find it hard to understand the reason why
Suddenly she demanded for an inappropriate alibi
When everything just seemed to be so fine
Why oh why, I just cannot undermine!

It hurts loving someone and she doesn’t know
It hurts even more if you know that she knows
Yet questions the veracity and sincerity you show
And not being aware of the pain she bestow

Or maybe I was just assuming too much
Forgot that I can also be some sort of a trash
Something, someone may enjoy for a day
And then eventually be thrown away