The One
A note to side and look upon
The days when I did do wrong
A man a hope a dream come true
The feeling of neglectful black and blue
Never able to speak out just to write now
A place where there is no judgement or shout outs
The memory of all that once was
All I sought from what I built in heart
Ripped and torn all apart
Shred in respect dishonor all nature
Should of left sooner should of thought then
Maybe it would of been better if we had just stayed friends
Saw what could be instead of what had been
Why would I go back to someone like him?
Three years later I must p.s
A message to myself to never forget
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