there's no easy way to say this
months passed by, many things been going on around
there're rooms in my mind
for those who I loved
you've been there but you moved out
I cleaned after your messes, I heard all about your problems
I even laugh to ur corny jokes.
the condition you've created insists me to move on
so I moved, and there it is, an empty room ready to filled.
many people filled it, it's hard to get adapted
but yet their filling feels welcoming
that empty room now decorated with many things
not the same thing u usually use to decorate
a different yet warm decoration. and you know what, it's better than yours
so I dance and sing in there
it's full of excitement, secrecy, laugh and even anger.
and I never felt this good
it taught me many new things
and yet insists me to grow
and u came, told me what you've done
the messes u made, that I should clean
it's hard to say no, but yet every roses has it torn
it's hard not to cry and also have to put u back
it was hard givin u up and now its hard to put u back
i've reached my comfort zone dear, please stay away
do not tell me to clean up after ur messes
i had it from u, and yes i forgive u
it's not about the sorry word, but its about u to give us some space
ive known u enough and thats it
im not cleanin up after ur messes no more
