Your eyes are bruised,in your sorrow seeing views.Your dead worrying body, ported by the habits of your shoes.Your sanding walls,painting the toilet ceiling,slapping on the plaster,And your heart is bleeding,peeling.And why did she do this to you,she danced,pointed your drunken face,Told you to watch her,Running wild.Your face is stung by the slap of humiliation.Declare your ignorance,demand an explication.what you had was hers And now she wants it back.