Layla

No one makes me plead, wave goodbye to dreams, remnants that they leave , consider me gone, perturbed nor relieved, dancing on my bones, December in warm seas, the Ocean sets me free, if you believe, when you walked me home, under lilac trees, my eyes were aglow, some days I bleed, diminished by others greed, ask me why such sleaze, will never let him atone, fed up of broken scenes, no need to throw stones, I'm of a certain creed, a wandering happy soul, don't ask me to perceive, I'm best on my own.