World full of people and price
And here, i stand Over analysed.
My only motive was to try, while my words feel so shy.
Caught up in the matter of crime. Unable to live for the next time.
Awaking me to the buried part of me.
Killing my spirit.
WHY DO I MEET SO MANY CRITICS?
Haunted in the shadows of lie
Did i ever speak or just CRY°°