I am penning this from the wells of pain
Flowing within this very stream
With lots of words to rain
and letters that sounds so mean.
I used to believe love is all but sweet
When you find one who's meet,
Who's ripe for your heart to pluck
not minding the locks.
You tore down my Shield
and became the sheriff.
You brought me down your lead
And left me on the cliff.
I wish you could feel what I feel
Wishes are horses right?
But I'm no beggar on its Kneels
I'm a thug tamed by your sight