"Your Words" –My Revolution

Shattered hearts fly
Broken dreams fill my sky
All I have left
Are fragments of pieces
Acting as an art of theft

It seems rather coincided for me
To show you how I feel
When all you see
Is me just as a friend
Yearning to share me and him

My wicked heart
Is the root of sin
They tell us what they want
Let’s just find somewhere alone
On our own where we can begin

Monarchs fight for nobility
With their own life’s filled with anarchy
I want to start fresh
Wash out the things that dwell
Causing confessions escaping this hell

Please don’t allow us to talk
Before I can come clean
I want to be transparent
Honestly living in my walk
For this is what I mean