It has been 99 days since
my world dropped dead
I think I made you up
inside of my head.
You never were who you said to be
it was all about you
never about me.
Love was for you just a sick game
to play, a lie, a charade,
a devilish claim.
I realised though
amidst 99 pieces
it was all a big show
too smooth, no creases.
So I'll leave my shattered dreams,
your broken vows,
my silent screams
and put life on a throne.
It is mine now to live
to call it my own
and out of this mountain of kleenex
I shall rise
like a phoenix.
Sofia y Dolores
