Zaylee

I need to talk now, stepping off this train, get my head put on, he skims me like a stone, doesn’t see anyone anyway, the street he calls home, there is absolute no news, how it will go today, given his mock veritude, , he arranged all the loans, brought me to a strabge way, thought I'd tag along, now look at what's new, my voice flares and fades, except it’s not my issue, what he did was wrong, when he tried to erase, all my sense of strong, watch me judge his fate.