You are blessed with your mess
But I’m dragged and you don’t feel worried
You did promise don’t hurt me, no less
Everything should be crossed over
You did say we belong to create
But I’m deep in your boring bullshit
You did say it is fortune and fate
But you only dive in the moonshine
I feel strong and feel weak all the same
I believed we belong to each other
Though the actions are kinda lame
I’ve disturbed but you aren’t bothered
If you ask I can step way ahead,
Through my joy and my trust and my power
I’m expected to consistently lend my hand
And it’s pretty unfair game, and the mix of one and another
Jan 2022