Heat waves You don't know how it feels until you've gone through Gangsters ain't pathetic Such a lewd derision Until you feel the hunger The thirst is so sorching Water abounds But I am denied In the hard bitting snow I walked Into the valleys of death I was dumped Friends and enemies, hard to distinguish When my righteousness is termed craziness And my purity scorned With the zeal of a maniac I charged Storming through where no man had gone before Here I come again Now with a smile But I have changed
Reason for writing:
I went through extreme difficulties in life. People who called themselves friends betrayed me. I managed to bring the smiles back to my face but I realised that I could not fall in love again.
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