You broke up with me,
when I’s needing your help and support,
Made me a failure in both profession and personal front,
Leaving me with tearful eyes and pain and suffer.
Few months passed with your bitterly memory,
To adjust my mind and move forward in life,
Few years passed to gather some new courage,
Now I stand again, dream again
And get some success,
With lots of failure you can say…
But the problem is,
I can’t forget,
The back stabbing of you and your face . . .