So I wasn't made to prosper
then why do I bother,
Fear of failure I guess
Pressing the wound on my chest,
tell me what you need,
tell me what you want me to be.
A hero a villan I'll be your king ,
Prior to the throne,
If I must kill
I will slice the throat ,
Maybe it's me
The reason u always say no .
I have learned to love
Let go of my past ,
Hoping I was to be found,
I'm sorry to trust.