Sometimes I feel like walking away
Dropping it all & just getaway
Away from all the stress in my life
From dubious people, heartache & strife
People can be so very mean
They like to advantage me it seems
I give them my all & it's not enough
Sometimes it's better for me to be tough
I give all of my time and my heart
What do they do? They tear it apart
I give everything I have in my soul
What do they do? They leave a black hole
But there'll come a time I draw a line
A line that I have to define
I have to forget & focus on me
Screw them all, that’s the best thing you’ll see
- Author: S.Lancaster-Primus (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: October 26th, 2023 18:48
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 3
Comments1
Fantastic.
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