Malice

my gift,
my smiles,
the texts...
all of these were put to malice

the hug,
the favors,
the friendship...
all of these were the evidences of malice

the closeness,
my tears,
my loneliness...
all of these were cases of malice

the bothered face,
the muteness,
my shouts...
these were judged through malice

I was not there
they were all there
they gathered around
just to picked me down

the truth is
what they see
are not in me...

they just put it all together
connect it like a bumper

the words
bomb my heart
broke my wings
covered my face

until such time
her comes twists...