Times will tell

There were times where it was less

Continued but not that I forgot

Forgot of how unfair it was

How unfairly I was treated

They say rules cannot be broken

But you have to make your own rules

Nobody can touch me

Touch me with words, touch me with deeds, always come up with fake stories

I would see right through you

Every story has a side, but never that you were on my side

You say you know nothing but why do you play blond?

I’m not blond colored, but I’m versatile

See myself already shining at the top

I never stop

Giving up is for the weak

Sometimes sadness let you fall deep but that happens

and those times will be temporary

Just like numbers

As if that second chance is coming

I will keep dreaming

Double numbers that I see everyday at 22:22 and 11:11

”it’s a sign that things will change for the better”