Trodden

My heart is broken and there's nothing left for me to do.
I've undertaken everything but I still think of you.
Those memories seem to be never got away from me,
They make me suffer all the day - I just can't stop to grieve.

And I disbosom though nobody wants to listen to.
I realize it was a mistake then to take you through.
My soul was trodden when you went away with other man.
In spite of all my jealousy you didn’t give a damn.

I paid attention on your actions 'n’ my heart sorely bled.
You misbehaved yourself not thinking that you drove me mad.
I stood and watched not moving on how you were passing by.
There wasn’t any chance for me I knew to make you mine.

Everything’s already occurred – there’s nothing more to say.
Should I regret about that evening when you didn’t stay?
I hoped you would appreciate my tries to care I’d made.
But as it's clearly seen I turned to be the second-grade.