Forgotten

If love is a virus, I've been a victim and I have the scars to prove it
A wound on the heart inflicted by Cupid
From times when I used to be naive and foolish
From times when I was young and stupid

Let me tell you a story, let me sing you a song
And if you happen to see him pass it along...

Once upon a time, I used to be a skeptic
Love? I'd scoff at the idea and reject it
I guess you could've called me a heretic
The truth was I didn't want to be infected

But then I was, and it began to start
Reality as I knew fell apart
And began to build itself anew
Based on what I felt in my heart

So sad but it's true, I would've torn my heart in two
And given whichever was the biggest half to you
I was so ready to believe
That you were as obsessed with me as I was with you

And now that you're gone, I'm left with a half of a heart
Still beating and bleeding and torn apart

And I've become

A lonely merry-go-round on abandoned carnival grounds
A forgotten doll locked away, left to rot and decay
And no matter how hard I listen, there's no sight, no sounds
Of you returning tomorrow or today

But no. You don't have to leave
In our own world of make-believe
I'll pry open your eyes so that you can see
(we can pretend) That you're still in love with me
Obsessed with me, infected with me

A lonely merry-go-round on abandoned carnival grounds
A forgotten doll locked away, left to rot and decay
A silly girl with nothing more than a dream and a heart
The girl you took and tore apart.

A/N: hm... -- well... part of the lyrics and the theme is based on a Korean rap song called "Ballerino"
I know there's no rhythm... when you see it on paper.
I guess in my head I kind of have this idea of how it should be rapped, but that's about it...
I'm not usually this emo (at least in real life) but my writing always seems to be --
R&R please