As I take another walk I step Miss Trap, I should’ve recognised her face. Could have learned this lesson long before and my mind’s sending me alerts.

It’s all happening, all in all again, melancholic scenes led me out of it.

I hesitate, I don’t know where to stand. I should have sent my complements. Could have said that everything’s a mess but my mind’s destined to forget.

It’s all happening, all in all again, melancholic scenes led me out of it.

Why not? I’ll give a chance on self esteem. Why not? I’ll keep this real.

Don’t you disturb my peace, I’m not listening.


By Arrenta