A man-child

In crimson ink, I pen my pain
A love so deep, I’d give my all in vain
But you… you show no care, no regard
Feeling mighty, with your throne and harem of cards
Discarding those who truly care, without a hitch
Replacing them with a heartless witch
You made me doubt my own worth, my dear
Till my tear-filled eyes could cry no more, I fear
Left in confusion, in a silent pact
Yet somehow, I see through it all; that’s a fact
But the best I can say, I’m not feeling sad
Reassuring myself,
Since you’re just a man-child