Help
Is a plea for assistance
Not a demand
Yet many don't get the message
And never will understand
Believing the meaning of trust
Is like a footstep in the sand
It fades, degrades
And turns into a moment of lust
Wanting to believe in love
Faith turning your heart to dust
Invest in future friendships
And business will turn to bust
Don't want anymore talks
I just wanna fucking cuss
Selfish and alone
In this life is a benefit and a plus
So I'm keeping my weapons sharp
I'll never ever let them rust
See you never know
When you might be the one that's just
To deliver torment and judgement
Sometimes, is a must.