Why did you pop up so unexpectedly
my passion for you had died
now i have to once again try
to laugh at your remarks affectedly.

Is it just my brain or is it real
does my mind play games
when it ships in my dreams our names
do u seek to help my heart or just steal

Last time my hopes were up
it still feels bitter
to be just your babysitter
and hide my tears with makeup

I wish I was more careful now
passion must be reburied
and heart wary
I must protect myself again somehow