Potential
So you want me to go hard like you?
Consumed by darkness not letting any light through?
Closed off and distant?
Tell me to protect what?
Is this the burial ground for your heart?
It's sad in here.
Nothing comes,
Nothing grows,
You scrape the bottom of the barrel to feed your ego,
I cannot watch,
It's just too painful.
© Leila Rose
Consumed by darkness not letting any light through?
Closed off and distant?
Tell me to protect what?
Is this the burial ground for your heart?
It's sad in here.
Nothing comes,
Nothing grows,
You scrape the bottom of the barrel to feed your ego,
I cannot watch,
It's just too painful.
© Leila Rose