Willing
Understanding why I’m so eager
Eager so that i’m willing to be understood
Given the thought as to why it takes all of me
But I want to be able to fly off wondering like a swarm of bees
Flight of the bumblebee
A bumblebee’s flight
I’m trying so hard it’s taking all of my might
I want to be that armor shining knight
But I want to be dead by 12 midnight
12 midnight isn’t the best time i wanted
But i had no choice because i was haunted
I’m giving up not because i don’t care
It’s because of it i just cannot bare
Loving the ones that i feel like who don’t
But i’d give my all to you not what i want
Good bye
Farewell
Good day
Janetrice
It’s time to move on
To find what my next beat is
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