Simple, Yet Stressful
I must confess it
The me that’s unfit
To better myself
Is what I have felt
A must to be loved
But what I have shoved
To be keen, I should
I misunderstood
To stand for justice
Is where I rusted
My heart pains to see
Evil and its fee
What I desire
Is the pain’s expire
To inhabit peace
My soul deadly needs
I dread for the most
At any for the cost
Food over money
Yet more in wanting
When I hide my truth
I am called a fool
When I feel sorrow
I keep it hollow
Contain my feelings
Is hard in keeping
Tried to be simple
But end up stressful
For I must agree
Not great I have been
Keep fighting I must
For I’ve never lost
I believe in me
For I be simply
Simple as I be
You know me baby!