One of the tremendous things I have to tell
In my life I encountered hell
All my purity fell
Cock and bull story I had to sell
Pestilential top secrets are buried laying under my heart veiled just like an abstract noun
Battling for money like I am fighting for some royal thrown
The aggrieved me involved some dirty looks
All that decent look I had, had to drown
The colour I mostly dislike is brown
I turned over to the person I used to criticise
Holding something too heavy for me to get void of, a grudge
Where is my purity? Can I buy it back?
Trusting a person is what I fail to do
Trust in a person is what I can assure
jealousy, just my beloved word
Lies seem to be my password
Lost dreams and hope i can't find
Lost better vision i am sin blind
I am all bitter not sweet and not even caring
Secrets are one thing I can conceal
I just want to be back to the person I used be
