You want positivity
You want a happy ending
You want revolution without evolution
You want so many things
But what have you given
Have you given hope
Have you given trust
Have you given room for every lust
Maybe I have lost the touch
The rhythm that made you see my worth
Maybe I have placed too many pressure on my pen
And soil the paper I have for my own
I hope my emotions find every letter and place them within a perfect home
And I dream for the day that every pain, pay’s it’s due.
And if not for wealth, maybe comfort to want to stay
So no pity on your Cheques
Nor any guilt from your debts