Thinking That Pain Would Be Only Mine
How ridiculous it would be to deliriously laugh at myself,
realizing that everything I've done was just another buff...
thinking that pain would be only mine.
I have seen the misery and tears in perturbed eyes often times,
never bringing comfort and giving them assurance to ease distress...
thinking that pain would be only mine.
How selfish were my deeds ammassing fortunes and not share
anything with anybody, vanity was controlling me, I did not dare...
thinking that pain would be only mine.
I hid resentfullness in a locked state to forget wrongdoing,
I wept bitterly and excessivily hearing those words echoing...
thinking that pain would be only mine.
Do I deserve loneliness and be denied an intermediary?
Hasn't fate punished me enough for all acts of idocy
thinking that pain would be only mine.
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