Guarded, tense and a person you want to leave alone,
My intelligence can be deemed as patronising
Yet I like to think I release good
Like we all could... or should.
Maybe I am over analysing as an argument was caused
Making me reflect and wonder what I did wrong,.
Then again, have I?
People lingering like a smelly judge
I rather try to forget, through a psychological nudge.
I have written heaveningly words
And if it wasn’t for god I would not be here,
Looking up to the almighty of high
Gives us all hope, as I rather not sigh.
I may sound angry
I am releasing words from a “past” situation that I am unable to connect,
God is my hope and my 3 in 1
As long as you pray to the almighty
You will enter into a new road..., and then some.
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