Let Me Be

Which one do you prefer?

The hours never stop going away, counterparted for the things you want to say

Everyday, a cycle of ambition for the wrong intentions always seems to get mentioned, believe a story and get a letter back, that is what I’m missing, but over and over again you never listen

Which one do you prefer?

I have soft hands, but my skin is harder

I have a daughter, but to another mother

Who’s careless and defends themselves without defending each other

In your eyes, you see safety, while the arrows of love you shoot at me gets smothered and clustered, a pile of them on my doorstep, fighting each other

Which one do you prefer?

The mind and heart are different but they work together

Understand, in this perfect weather, it can still rain

Things may never be the same

To all obtained, my future isn’t accompanied by

your emotional gain, I must cease to what is left and remain the same but to you my old dame, you must learn how to visualize and maintain…

So let me be…please.