THIS IS YOUR CHANCE….

I’ve had no money to make a call

I’ve had no mail, no mail at all

Forgive me for my state of mind

I look to the future but my eyes are blind

I search my heart and try to find

A reason, an excuse to justify

Why I made your brown eyes cry

Perfect love has come so late

And I could never clear the slate

I love you more, that you will ever know

And because of this I must let you go

Seek a life outside of me

I have nothing to share but misery

Why should you hold my hand?

My only love, I must make a stand

I’ve ruined my life, but I won’t ruin yours

I belong, to all my whores

How could I ask, for your trust?

I fill myself with disgust

The irony of what I’m trying to say

Comes from my heart­–

in a self destructive way

I’ve never loved, like this before

And love like this, will visit no more

I must put you first, ahead of me

I’ll destroy myself, and set you free

 You deserve so much more my love