A Cardigan

I am surrounded by all the locks put on me!

all the surroundings are judging me.

The way everyone judges me is out of my reach,

what is left is my broken heart and a cardigan.

I wonder if this is what we wanted,

is this is what we chose.

Rather than happiness, we chose the disgrace,

Disgrace that kills me and my heart.

Still, I wonder why I have the cardigan.

The one who is a friend of all,

is a friend of none.

I was mistaken and blown away,

seeing what you become.

We talked you were angry,

but the time when it was all right.

No one was there to agree,

all this left is a cardigan of our love tree. 

I wonder why I kept this with me,

maybe it is me inside my soft heart.

this cardigan I wish to burn.

Still, those days we had fun,

it stands in my way, I am stunned.

All it is left now is you to return,

all the time we spent alone should be ended.

And I don't have to see the cardigan again,

please return we will return every single bit of fun.