Why must life be so cruel?

The times I spent thinking of you
Have been spent in vain
The times I spent admiring you
Far from under the rain

You know I feel for you
You know, my love, it’s true
But every time I look at you
A deaf ear you turn to what I say
- If I’m treated like this
How can I show my love?
You cause but pain to me
When you fly away, flying like a dove
Tell me – Why must life,
Yes, life be so cruel.

Personal Comments

After the first work, I practically stopped writing for a couple of years. This was the first of a series of work I started writing when I was studying in Australia Perth. As you can see this was a time when I was truely love sick and well ... she didnt care for me as much as I would have liked.