In a society where having big boobs, fat butts
And a body shape of a coca-cola bottle,
Makes you the most wanted commodity by guys,
I was never enough.
In a Society where having rich parents
Guarantees you a...
His blood on my hands
I killed him without weapons.
It is true that he did hurt me
Slaughtered my kindness with hatred.
It is true that his acts were dubious
And that his smiles were filled with deception.
Your heart throbs heavily
In desperation for happiness.
Yet, joy eludes your essence.
You are always on the lookout
For a life beyond your reach.
But forgot to keep yours within reach.
Always traveling to another land,
Making memories between time...