Ball and Chain
I'm just sitting by my window, staring out at the rain.
Just sitting at my window, escaping my pain,
but then love got a hold of me, and it felt just like a ball and chain.
That's exactly what it felt like, dragging me down.
Why does every single thing I hold on to have to go wrong.
It isn't fair, not at all what you do.
Why can't I let you go, why do I hang on to you?
Where do you get off causing me so much pain?
Love should never be such a ball and chain.
Copyright © Billy Thekidster | Year Posted 2023
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