Too late she was.

She was never there when I needed her the most
Maybe she hadn’t recognised my worth.
Was always there when she seemed lost
Helped her find her way without any cost.

All I asked for was love in return
But she played me like a child in a park having fun
Little by little my heart began to yearn
For love that was never earned.

Now I’ve recognised my worth
I am never there when she needs me the most. 
Used to help her find her way without any cost
At the moment she’s all alone when she seems lost

All she now craves for is my love in return
But I’m free like a child in a park having fun
Little by little my heart had learned
To love myself was the greatest earn

Too late she was..

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