Hercules
I’m heart broken,
Playing more games, this is my last token,
But I got change
Emotions never spoke.
I’m neck deep in pain, so I’m always choking
Scared to ignite the flame so I suppress it in depression
You can call that rain!
Yea I finally learn’t my lesson
Blessings from my own shame, being tested by my own game,
Can’t confess it so I get off the plane
Running from the problem
Instead of putting the tone to its name,
Blowing out the memories looking for a remedy,
Proposing a solution when the answers right in front of me,
Wishing I could go back and end it all with a petty fee.
Wishing for a hero, I need a Hercules!
When I call comes certainly,
Confident attitudes builds personality, got friends but he still has individuality,
My sin to God
Tragedy!
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