When Things Start To Fall
When things start to fall.
That's when you'll see the true meaning of your own story.
Complications only make you feel more and more ashamed and sorry.
The only option you have is to keep standing tall.
Nothing hurts more when things start to fall.
Life is lame--dull, and you feel like you're living in an unwinnable game.
Trust an ability you will not know.
Unheard to all.
When things start to fall.
You'll go crazy with shame.
For you cannot contain the pain.
The mistakes of your past will haunt you each day and burn your inner trust.
Yet hope lies in a different status quo.
When things start to fall.
And your life is all about scream.
Illusions.
Like you're living in a gruesome dream.
Like your life is a sitcom or a show.
Just don't listen to your friends about changes no--or else you'll regret when things start to fall.
Copyright © Chisala Kataya | Year Posted 2017
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