I quit everything, I put my trust in you and you've lost me now
You've lost me for a simple reason, you've got the money
I gave up my independence for your dreams that remained unfulfilled
I gave up my identity for I thought I'd be nurtured by you
But you let me down, you've thrown me around
I am no slave to be beaten and bashed, no cattle to be whipped and thrashed
I may be a soft heart but I am not one who gives up
I am disappointed for you failed to fulfill your duties
I am sad for you broke me from within just because you have the money and I don't
I'll pick up my pieces and I'll walk
I'll walk with crutches but I'll walk
I'll run, may be not soon, but I'll run
I'll sprint, I may not be a winner, but to the finish line I'll sprint.
I am not giving up so easy.
I will pick up the pieces and I will build a life.
It may take a couple of years but I strive to survive.
I hit my lowest ebb around this time last year and have not yet recovered. I guess I haven't learned from my mistakes.
I'll pick up the pieces and I'll build a life. I will. A promise.
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