A poem I wrote it has no title
Expecting the most, receiving the less
Rinse and repeat, striving for best
Over and over, a lesson not learned
Reaching for fire, just to get burned
Something I knew, something I thought
Deep down inside, keeps me in knots
Easy for you, easy to lose
Lose me easy, easy to do
Rinse and repeat, striving for best
Over and over, a lesson not learned
Reaching for fire, just to get burned
Something I knew, something I thought
Deep down inside, keeps me in knots
Easy for you, easy to lose
Lose me easy, easy to do