You say things that makes me feel hurt
But your mildness is all I sort
Your anger was I got, despite my effort
Your smile I have to earn and can't be bought
But your pain left me with nothing to comfort
I ran to you when I feel bored
I edure despite all odds
I fear not torture even from your gods
I found my sanity with my one and only Lord
I thole all you said that seem absurd
I understand you, even when u act awkward
I comfort you, when you try to be wayward
And all I ask was you trust in my doings and words
You have a way of making me feel bad
But I never show it to you, because am sad
I tend to hide my pain behind, what makes me mad
Understand me and don't make things hard
Don't toy with me emotions like your game card
I am just being a young easing going lad
For all I do is to make you glad
#Harnasky™
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