I think my life is going wrong,but nobody come to show me the to right way
And tell me,,go this way and not that way
They try to call me,my dear for something
When I give them something,for nothing
I show love.
I need friend to tell me the truth
Telling me what to do,and why
What they do,only shaking my hand
And look to my face,very silence
Nothing to tell me,let me say.
I show love to my enemy,but why
I need to be happy,but why
I can not fight more,not because
I don't like fighting, but because
Front line doesn't pay
I know the war.
Copyright © Idd Ninga | Year Posted 2020
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