If I was born
To fulfill their needs
For their own satisfaction
Well I'm sorry
I'm not a fool to play with you
Cunningness is in n your veins
Playing people's minds
With lies and half truths
And in their eyes
I'm an object or a robot
Burdened by their responsibilities
They have expectations
For me to exceed
But I apologize
Cause I'm taking a path
On my own
For This is my life
And I'll follow my faith
Where the path lead either
The unknown or the end
My life is never to please them
But to please myself
And I know it's too rocky to go
But the options I had
Is now or never
YOU ARE READING
POEMS III
Poetry3rd book of poems written by me. Some of the poems are old and possibly most of them are nrewly written.
