Unrequited Unrefined Binding and Completely blind Shame and guilt Stupidity This is what You did to me Are you happy? Rarely there Someone loves you Do you care? Closure is The gift ungiven You prefer To keep it hidden. Forget the string You’ve kept me on Let me go I’m nearly gone. It’s my fault I make you do it I must hate myself To put me through it. Twirl it back And wind it in Caring less Wanting Something.