𝓜𝓸𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓦𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓝𝓮𝓮𝓭

The beginning of something new

Starts at the end of you

So sorry for all we went through

But through and through

I threw in the towel

Been merry go rounding for a while

My child

You cannot dim my shine

It is my time

The time for me to free myself

Of this shambled game

I don’t even feel ashamed

Because the demise of empire

Wasn’t mine to claim the blame

I’m just so happy I came

But my inner naive has been tamed

For you I can blame.