Do not promise what you will fail to deliver
Hopes are crystallized shards of glass
But when they break, a maiden will cry a river
Each vow: special; varies in size and shape
But all are significant to the one whose ears vibrate upon sweet words
Leaving us stunned and dazed in the jetlag of your warm whisper
Evil, in man’s form, took hold of our supple curves
Stringed us through the plot of the play like marionettes
Used us and abused us for personal promotions
Somehow still, the ideas seemed appealing
How do we fall for this every time?
I must’ve been drugged! My head is reeling!
What can I do?
Soon another will fabricate a story to seduce me again
Maybe the next will be the last
Or maybe I deserve no better.