It is my treasure yet your garbage,
But it is you who has taken it.
I tried and lost my place,
But you made it to the end.
It's your worst nightmare you've always feared,
It's also that one piece of heaven I'd longed for.
Listen to me today as a final word of advice,
From a dear friend who cares for you no longer.
You are high above me now,
Never to come down.
You think I was luckier,
As not to go through the same.
Don't you understand it's what I've wanted,
More than everything in the world.
Just as how you would think also I believe,
We are mistaken in the world.
If our fates had been turned around,
We would all be forever perfect.
What can you say my friend,
If the mistake can be undone?
I must leave you now,
Never to see you again.
I don't want to see you have what I wanted,
And still feel out of place.
There's one thing we have in common,
Out of all of this.
The very thought that is so true.
We have been mistaken...
This poem is based on a true event that had just happened a few days ago, so yeah...