The scent of tea does not fit the room anymore
How to mend something that fallen apart?
Those slight smile doesn't change
I can only blame my the weakness of my heart of wanting to avert my eyes from your existence
Sorry I made you play a rough part
Even if I don't say it out loud
I have my own solid conviction, selfish judgement and surface comment
No need to hide and put up a front even if nobody praise you and got nothing from it
It is still acceptable for something good to happen
Getting the clique that was ganging up on you
Regardless of the terrible means you are the one who set the stage.