As the world turns, we find our way here,
With love to give, and wounds held near.
So many smiles, yet sorrow’s sound,
As hate’s own gravity keeps some bound.

I dream of love that breaks and grows,
That lifts like dawn, where sunlight flows.
Why can’t we see we’re meant to be
A world that lives in harmony?

From the same roots, our lives entwine,
Branches born of an ancient line.
A bond that holds through future and past,
In time’s own cycle, made to last.

So love, not hate; let joy erase frowns.
Lift each other up, for what goes, comes around.

She Didn't Deserve Me

I gave her love, a heart so pure,
But she turned it cold, made me unsure.
Her words cut deep, her actions wrong,
Still, I loved her, held on too long.

She never saw the truth in me,
The depth of soul, the heart set free.
I gave her all I had to give,
But in her world, I couldn’t live.

I held her close, though she pushed away,
I fought for us, night and day.
But now I see, with eyes unblurred,
She didn't deserve the love I offered her.

I’m learning now to stand on my own,
To heal the wounds, to reclaim my throne.
The love I gave, it wasn’t lost,
But I’m worth more than what it cost.

I’ll let her go, as painful as it seems,
And build myself from shattered dreams.
She didn’t deserve me, and that’s the truth—
Now I’ll find strength in my own youth.