Other Women

Your rooms are filled with her smell; I was locked in the base, 

Why you hold my hand still tight, if our past was just a phase?

Your parents love her, among your friend she's so known,

Neither can I hold your hand nor call you mine; just limited on phone.

How long you gonna sham this? My heart just rip it,

It was sad to tell them about you in one sip.

Why you told we are something more, if you just have blur

Me??

It's funny how dumb me hanging in your rope of ashes; When it's always gonna be her.