Belong to no one but myself

Wish

Could have stopped to think

Instead

Could have kept on going

Oh no, it’s just this song

That is putting me in that mood

That mood that rearranges my attitude

Towards myself and thinking of giving others a shot

Drift away if only for a little pot

Don’t even understand the thousands of promises made per second

But

Know somewhere

Some will stick

And then the rest can click

Talking the talk

Without knowing the walk