Hundred times in life,
I swallowed my pride,
Just forsake rid this strife,
and I won’t take any bite.
They change,
We not the same,
Pointing finger & making excuses,
While me – hold the trigger & abandon abuses,
I awakened as a lone wolf,
rely on self acceptance & master the movement,
too far from things to get involve,
less talk & do more self improvement.
Jan 18, 2018
Jan 18, 2018 at 11:24 PM UTC
Hundred times in life,
I swallowed my pride,
Just forsake rid this strife,
and I won’t take any bite.
They change,
We not the same,
Pointing finger & making excuses,
While me – hold the trigger & abandon abuses,
I awakened as a lone wolf,
rely on self acceptance & master the movement,
too far from things to get involve,
less talk & do more self improvement.
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