So no one can look through her.
I guess it might work half the time,
But I can still remember
Every word she told me,
So I realize she hasn't changed.
It's almost a comfort
Found in such monotony,
Yet I find myself quite discontent-
Because we both know
That she still wants revenge
And my apologies weren't meant for accepting.
I catch her gaze
As cold as ice
And feel bad karma run straight through me.
I wish I could go back
And change all wewent through,
But that's nothing short of impossibility.
So I return the favor
And glare back at her,
Soon afterward realizing my mistake.
I've worsened the problem
Things will never get better.
For this, I am the one to blame.