What if I was right,
when you convinced me to conclude that I was wrong?
Though, I accepted it,
but I knew I had to be weak in my soul for you to be strong,
it was in the place that goes to waste last and that’s the bone,
thankfully, you had to help me to know that you would still be my own,
and it was where I could be disowned by all,
except by you, the only reason for life to go on.