I became brave
But I settled to my grave.
I became gullible
Causing me to stumble.
Everything goes fast on a clock
But I am still here being in lock
What do I have to do?
For them to answer that they do.
Do I need to beg, to please?
I just wanna be loved.
I left the harm
And stayed in warm
The time keep running
And now, my self love is stunning.
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PoetryBe acquit from the past. Let your today cast As if it will never last. Sula't Tula : contains compiled poems.
