Stubborn

I trudge through this open field Yearning for my Heart to yield Same goes for this heavy Head Empty and Possessed, unread I wish I had much more Sense rather than to Fake the Innocence There's much to my Philosophy or at least what's left of this Sanity I can only stand by and watch in Shame I have no Say and don't know why an empty space to Rinse but merely a ray of Light Put Aside with Ignorance Forced to learn what's right