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Would you believe
Would you believe it if I say I'm not me anymore
Would you believe it if i said I died once leaving my throne
Like that one song feeling like my home ain't my home
Would you believe it if I said I'm fading away
Facing this pain, I'm failing again
Chasing my dreams, I'm choosing with grace
I'm hating this realm, I'm losing my taste.
Used to once wanted to save face
But now I let them speak, just for my own peace.
My life is like a thesis. Every stage is for different audiences,
Every importance is a chain link to my heartache.
These scars are battles. I fought in silence and won
Feels good knowing no one can see through what you've built
Cause those days still haunts you like Halloween.
I've grown immune to what doesn't hurt my pride
Grown to love those who love me and leave the hate behind.
Copyright ©
Kevon Worrell
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