Was it because I confess.
The game is lonely alone.
No one has the art to read minds.
Misunderstanding is like breathing.
And to get simple resolution is like seeking gold.
My goals are not exquisite.
My taste is not outlandish
I’m lazy when it comes to daily chores.
My clothes are clean and im normally hygienic.
My clan is small.
I am an avarage chef.
For through I am straight arrow.
You’ll miss the days when a profound love was pouring upon you as a waterfall.
For your due a heavy drought
Look not for easy love.
For one wont ever return to your door.