Peace Treaty

Don't come to look at me,
I was lost and not your eyes I'd see.

Don't wet your eyes crying,
When they always looked away.
Even when I was dying,
You couldn't close them and pray.

Don't throw your wallet at me,
When you ever were full of excuses.
You'd always be busy as a bee,
And all unfulfilled promises.

Why are you feeling sorry?
Save your spurious sympathy.
When I was at melancholic state,
None of my calls you'd take.

Please remember me not,
You'd never ask how am doing.
Always you'd be resolute,
Not a time you'd be caring.

Don't tell me farewell,
When you never wished me well,
Save your fraudulent pity,
And that's my peace treaty.