Heavy heart
I’m so tired of goodbyes and I dread those new hellos
I dread those new hellos because I can’t take another goodbye
So I guess I’ll just stick to what I’m used to
I try looking on the brighter side but somehow those energy suckers just come around and leave me less than full of life
You get judged when you’re rich and you get judged when you’re pour
I want to do better for my life
I’m not staying broke my entire life
I’m judged for not having kids but if I have them with the wrong person I’ll be judged even more
I look around waiting for the hard work to pay off
I get tired but I take no days off
Hands in my pocket
Walking around with a heavy heart
Deep inside I’m falling apart and nobody knows
Deep inside I scream I just want the success to come already
I want to be better
I think about my life on a daily
Carrying these heavy heart around keeps my mind going like crazy
Copyright © Fanshun Curtis | Year Posted 2025
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