GUILTY

Still memories I have is the only art

As letting go is always the hardest part

 

I didn't care I never wanted the bling

I'm just an ordinary it was never my thing

 

I tried my best but all I could do is nothing

I see everything changed within a blink 

 

The vast kingdom of pain of which I was the king

And the cyclones of thoughts with which I swing

 

Ego anger love and compassion

And I always fail myself in obligation

 

Inside of me, see what I have built

Fortress of nothing else but the guilt