Sleepless nights, thoughts of dispare… never ending going in circles in my head, thinking what’s the way, the way of freedom, self love and self respect
A foul man that just won’t go away, a puppet of the world that just shakes his hands, a marionette that has no brain, just lips that move to only talk about oneself. I look but see no depth, no heart only a shell.
Why is life this way? Why do we blind when in pain? Love that has been thrown the wrong way, love that was never fell in the right hands, fool of me for given it away to an empty man.