by Tess Wiley (www.wileyrock.de)

too much talking, too much throwing weight around.
too much affection, and too much laying it down.
i'm too tired for your old familiar frown.

too much trusting that we're seeing every side.
too much trust can damage anybody's pride.

are you happy now? are you better off
without the sacrifice i made for you?

too much acting, i can't believe you anymore.
it's beyond weakness, add betrayal to the score.
no more talking, because if that's what trust's about,
i've got nothing left to say. you've turned all reason inside out.

are you sorry now? are you sorry for the way
you pulled the floor out from my feet?

(close your eyes, shut your ears, go on faking every smile.
keep inside all your tears, they go away after a while.)