I had a problem

It couldnt be fixed

We had to sort it out

My feelings were all mixed



I know Im better

Since this came along



Now I am peaceful

Hoping for a song



Back in the store room

Hidden with the lies

You can see my scapegoat

She just sits and cries



She has been used up

Abused by my way



But now, I am peaceful

Forget her in a day



I, have recovered

This, my inner self

I think that Ill be fine now

So leave me on the shelf