I loathe the fact that most
seemed to be labour
Despite dealing,
it still managed to damage the core
Where life is equivalent to a beautiful sore
Trying to tame this notable delinquent demeanor
Willing to welcome change in my store
Like those salty waves always kiss the sweet shore
It’s still me every day with my layers and more
Accepting wholly and perceive mentally unsolicited abhor
Trapped on lonesome paths being the narrator
I bought company with the guidance of my creator
Breaking, entering, fixing and making door
Wherein personality befit as mentor
Yielded the things that needs to be
submitted like you’ve never seen before