Grew up in a full home

had my Valuables with me

but my valuables wasn’t noticed.

So I killed all of you mentally,

kicked you out of my life

because I needed you to realise

how much I needed extra attention,

how badly I longed for gentle care

but n o t h i n g…

Now that I don’t know how to love my seedlings

only how to suffocate my emotions

hoping for the end yet my blood is pumping

guess I’m still breathing

wanted to say “checkmate”

but I’m not where I’m meant to be – late

you left the door open but still cursed my fate

can you relate?

Don’t know why I’m hoping for better days

but somewhere in life I was taught to keep the faith

so yeah…

I hope one day you realise this behaviour wasn’t my fault alone

and that you might’ve been around but somehow you were still gone;