Too Much: You Can Simply Walk Away Now
As those days passed me by,
My heart wrenched out of the joy as the old me turns out different (I guess so)
I am no longer the old me in,
Yet I am as every one still think me as before.
Not everyone I met really know who I am,
As I never reveal the real me to all, you see.
Am I selfish? Or am I inferior?
Not really, I can say.
But, to be who I am today,
There are plenty of things I need to counter (you may guess)
I appreciate those souls,
Souls where good and pious heart live.
But there also some villains,
Inside and outside me, keep chasing after.
Then I come back to the first thing I should grip,
Thing I used to think, over and over.
In this world where the end is confusing,
I choose to stay behind Him.
