I take advantage
Of the people who love me
And beg for the attention
Of those who doesn’t.
I seek for the care
That was always there
But not from the people
I hoped it had come
I am a walking contradiction,
Talking of love’s conviction
What right do I have,
To define the power that I mention?
I’m just a lost soul,
Hoping to feel righteous,
Even when life’s a bowl,
Full of unknown ingredients.
-SMETAHQ
