Its heart breaking when the people closes to me take my kindness for weakness ,The sadder part is?
Its gone to the point
I'm known for this kind of existence
Yet I still don't understand
As the gentle guy that I am
I don't want to go back
To where I was once damned
My spirit feels confined
The gental guy in me
Seems to want to break out in line
Tired of people acting so pretence
As if I was a lost soul truly blind
Time by time all the little things adding up, felt like a burning sensation of a selfish act of crime
But this was my choice
Things get out of line
Cause I didn't use my voice
Next time I'll make sure to make louder noise.
