If I could ask you how my love for you could be lost
And again, ask you, to myself, at what a cost?!
How would you answer that demand of love from me
If you chose to be loyal to my enemies, more than you do me!
And I, in silence, have never claimed to be your victim
Though your cruelty to me just wore me out thin
I only wished to save you from the destiny of a fish
Would I mutilate my aspirations to grant you your misplaced wish!
I have no authority on you, that you fear your father so!
How can I be loyal to you and, on myself, shut the door
That evil that you placate, out of fear, has hurt me dearly
Can I reckon that love prevents me from seeing clearly?
So should I walk the remaining eternity away from you
Because your baggage is only taking away, from me, my due
And I have no regrets, but I don’t want to anymore rue!
Albanese and Prakash Saint Paul are the evil that I just don’t want to hack anymore. Thank you!
Get lost. Be gone! Anthony Albanese and Prakash Saint Paul!