too many pieces fell
nothing left to mend it well

happiness is the cost
all hope is then lost

memories will haunt
songs will then taunt

tears will then dry
nothing left in the eye

roles will be assigned
ready is the play's design

truth will be hid
covered up with a lid

smile as the days go by
cry as the night does die

ability to trust does fade
a stone heart then is made

weakness lingers no longer
these lies have only made me stronger