I had a problem
It couldn't be fixed
We had to sort it out
My feelings were all mixed.
I know I'm better
Since this came along.
Now I am peaceful
Hoping for a song.
Back in the store room
Hidden with the lies
You can see my scapegoat
She just sits and cries.
She has been used up
Abused by my way.
But now, I am peaceful
Forget her in a day.
I, have recovered
This, my inner self
I think that I'll be fine now
So leave me on the shelf