No need to tell me,
Everything's going good,
pretty sure I am out,
evicted, Life's Cruel.

Sorry for the Things,
that didn't went your way,
Pardon for my words,
But who will I obey?

Pretty sure, I don't belong,
as what is projected,
No need to lie,
feeling's infested

again I'm trusting,
but everyone's hiding,
Honest approach,
is never abiding.

Thank you for the
memories