Hit A Home Run

Míchel Lex

My Heart My Mind My soul 

Taken for granted

And thrown away so quickly

How could you disrespect me 

Do I disrespect myself

What was seen, I avoid accepting as truth

I was ready to support you 

Only you

Still waiting for that call

Wanting you to feel how I did

I need to come to terms with it

You don't care, never have and never will

You plotted on how to get you desire

Received it and.

  • Author: Míchel Lex (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 24th, 2022 21:56
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 7


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