i'm writing these lines
to suppress something inside
that defines all my crimes
to control what i try to hide
every urge begins to cry
but i wipe my eyes
straying from being hypnotized
and find myself despise
all the treachery and the hate
the jealous and fake
between every word i say
the diabolical wake
they're planning and craving
hoping and waiting
praying for no one to save me
but lacking nimble needs
scornfully surrounding thee
I wish that I can write this
I wish that I can write this beautifully while still maintaining a rhyming flow. this is quite beautiful work
Ascesa e rialzarsi fino a quando gli agnelli diventano leoni
Rise and Rise again until Lambs become lions
thank so much
thank so much
not only rains
it pours
sun not only shines
it enlightens
not only love
but give life
"Praying for no one to save me..."
Nice! - Just being Stella
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