Turnaround

Feeling is always true but I'll turn my path
I'll make myself prettier than a lie
so that soon you won't be hurting anymore
not at all

This will soon be in past term
you're free to forget

that I was stupid

when I told too much just because it felt good back then

I'm sorry that I realized so late
what significance can everything possess
that I trusted in your hands so carelessly

I was stupid

But now it'll end, I'll write the laws and rules again
and make them to be followed
so that you'll be left with space to simply breathe
even leave
if that's what it takes

I'll ask for nothing else
but a promise the despite this all
that just a bit, at least someday in the future, when you recover
you'll love me.