Was it I that rued to blame
Yet remained in denial?
Was it I that said, 'What's his name? '
But there I saw a smile.
Was it I that cried for the question 'Why? '
And soon came out no comment.
I, it was that then said, 'Goodbye.'
But good was not what I meant.

Slam the door, in her face
Cried that night, in this place
Wondered why, still to live
Dying now, because I'm

Broken Hearted
I'm broken inside
The truth lies
Because I'm
Broken Hearted
I'm broken inside
I die

Why did I feel so much guilt,
When she sent me this pain?
Why did I know love was built
And knew it was in vain?
Why did I try to love her lies
Told plenty through her lips?
Such words of love now run dry
As now my only heart rips.

Questions why, questions where
Questions I do not dare
Answers blurred, and confused
From the lies, so now I'm

Broken Hearted
I'm broken inside
The truth lies
Because I'm
Broken Hearted
I'm broken inside
I die

What do I do
Now that my heart is gone
Pitifully conned
Of this love
What do I do
To start over and renew
This broken heart torn askew
From her
What Do I Do? !
Now that I'm

Broken Hearted
I'm broken inside
The truth lies
Because I'm
Broken Hearted
I'm broken inside
I die
Because I'm
Broken Hearted
I'm broken inside
The truth dies
Because I'm
Broken Hearted
I'm broken inside
I cry
Because I'm...

Andy Greenwald

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/broken-hearted-7/