You tricked me into thinking you were something, you are not. When it came to you, chasing dreams had to stop. I had to, do what I had to do, happy or not. Instead of aiming for the stars, you put me on the spot. When the going gets going, then nothing is enough. Get stuck chasing you, end up stuck. Nobody cares, no body gives a ****. Looking for the end of the road, the end never showing up. Chasing something that is never end, gets you in a muck. Hopefully when Karma crosses me,
it will be just my Luck.