Sometime

Sometime there is nothing wrong.
Basic needs met, but then I just want to Ball.
Ball my my eyes out feeling like I'm in time out.

Crimes I never committed, committed against me. I guess this is the crown that lay heavy on a Queen. Heavy with precious jewels inherent to the land.

Ball until I fall sometime. Fall in love with the love that never fell for me. When all that is wanted was to grow. Instead the grooming processes disgusts me.

Prenuptial me please, this is not love but a business. Without love for your work, it will always be work. It is lonely at the top, sometime nobody can relate or appreciate.
Let alone Reciprocate, all the time