I was naive. My mistake.
I was nave to believe in your sincerity,
good will and sense of responsibility.
I was nave to believe in your promises and oaths,
determined mind and common goals.
I was nave.
And you were a thief.
Now you're in heaven and I'm in grief.
You manipulated with my beliefs.
You took advantage of my disadvantages.
I assumed you valued life as I did.
I assumed you had a big heart as I did.
My assumptions were convictions to my misery.
My rights became your rights.
Your days became my nights.
You turned off the lights,
to destroy my insights.
Now it's too late,
to change my fate.
I have to accept,
my mistake.
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