Let it be said that I am bad.
All at once, all was sad.
Beyond my wandering unfocused why?
...
Why Betray Their Trust?
Let it be said that I am bad.
All at once, all was sad.
Beyond my wandering unfocused why?
Were I born, destined I.
Relief that all was good.
Alarmed that all mine, were misunderstood.
How might i pretend to say?
How to wisely spend my day?