why you play around with my head?

there are just so many reasons why
I sit outside and cry?

mostly its the sight of you,
that day you said “I love you”

can't you see that I am not your toy,
the one that always say “your my boy”

why if you love me like you say,
you sit there and play around with my head?

do you think I will come back?
because these feelings for some reasons won't go away.

but this time sweetie, I am not gonna stay,
I have taught myself not to cry,

and sit, wonder and ask “oh why”
I have grown up and realized that you

are not good enough, and will never do!
so just remember that from this day on,

I will survive so now go on and find someone
who will also cry, and ask himself why?