Incarceration
I have done enough, and you never see.
I have cried enough, from the pool to the open sea.
I have given enough, to you that is hard to please,
I have shut my mouth enough, don't have any words anymore to plea,
I have not eaten enough, till I turn into a stick and ebony,
I have spent much enough, and left me with not even a penny,
And yes,
I am so restless, please let me free
I have cried enough, from the pool to the open sea.
I have given enough, to you that is hard to please,
I have shut my mouth enough, don't have any words anymore to plea,
I have not eaten enough, till I turn into a stick and ebony,
I have spent much enough, and left me with not even a penny,
And yes,
I am so restless, please let me free
Comments
Another journey, maybe.
At the outside world, wild and free.
Probably...
Let bygones be bygones. I know how much it hurts but I'm sure, you'll manage.
NH, I dont particularly suffer from any loss of someone, or getting shackled by someone either. I just write. Haha