The SheDevil


She never wanted to be my muse
Nor did she want to see me happy
Why has she come with smiles
Just to dump sadness in here.

What should I do?
A man can't cry, they say
This feeling is worse than pain
From the inner heart it festers.

Bitsy, I called her not knowing
About her callousness
Wreaking havoc and breakup hearts
She's a rose with thorn.