GOOD IN ME

 

you hunt it all down 

now my life smiles not but frown 

in this spell I’ll always drown 

looking in the mirror, I see a clown 

did I over play my role 

you smeared me with scores of charcoal 

it was obvious you were a mole 

a bewitched cajole I couldn’t control 

like a knife in the wood

you hunted me and caused severe wound 

still didn’t care how terrible was my mood 

you said I should if I could live in this hood 

you, a damaged soul 

I don’t know who you’ve met and what they stole 

why dealt me a heavy blow 

my clock ticks but it’s slow 

the good in me you made a fool 

I’m beaten up and always blue 

my world is corroded and now I’m doubtful 

how can I ever live again and be faithful

@talk2leigh

(X & insta)

5:11am

4 Feb 2026