The Split, 3/19/14
There's no mystery we have a history
Whether it be good or bad
But our history just brings misery
And all I am is sad.
There's no reason for your treason
Though you think that I don't know
But your treason made me leave you
And it cut me to the bone.
That I won't be hurt again
And the healing got me believing
And now I'm glad I have.
There's a madness to my gladness
As real happiness takes hold
And the gladness gave me courage
To continue life, alone.
Bekkie Sanchez ©