you came to me once,
i was but a child.
you came to me twice,
i was 14 years old.
you came for me thrist,
i was 19 years old.
so many times you have come
yet you turned away.
atleast 20 times,
these past 4 years,
but each time you have been denied.
but now im tired of dodging,
its time to rest in your arms.
take me away,
my will be done.
the fight in me is gone.
dont want to keep on,
time is hear,
clame your prize,
because life serves me purpose no more
