Apr 2018
It starts with a stare
Not calling back -pretending at first
Then actually never care
Walk a thousand streets,
But that bridge is burning -I can see
And I'm not the one scorching in heat
Smile so much that it hurts
Not to please you this time
Glad I learnt to put myself first
This beautiful, dazzling night
Just to spend alone -be on my own
Relieved -I've got nothing to fight
Shook hands with "kind",
Cleansed up my head -a new person there is
And now I can speak of my mind
This -the art of hate
Squeezing my brain -till all ekes out
I'm learning ,hope I'm not too late?
Not calling back -pretending at first
Then actually never care
Walk a thousand streets,
But that bridge is burning -I can see
And I'm not the one scorching in heat
Smile so much that it hurts
Not to please you this time
Glad I learnt to put myself first
This beautiful, dazzling night
Just to spend alone -be on my own
Relieved -I've got nothing to fight
Shook hands with "kind",
Cleansed up my head -a new person there is
And now I can speak of my mind
This -the art of hate
Squeezing my brain -till all ekes out
I'm learning ,hope I'm not too late?
