Yes, me I lost my way.
I no longer know how life tastes.
I don’t remember how good appears.
The world has played on me.
The people I called friends laughed at me when I lost everything.
I’ve lost my way because you have left me far away, far behind.
The promise was that the one who gets better would give a hand to the one still struggling.
It was all a lie.
I’ve been used.
I’ve been dumped.
That’s why am wandering aimlessly.
Like a drunkard’s chicken, not sure of tomorrow.
Trusting I trusted you but instead reaped a curse.
My tears boil within my eyes like the hot springs of Kabaale , My heart enraged and my face folded, it’s the time I cry for.
All that time yet I created an enemy to wage.
Enlighten my path.
Why me? Friends.
I can’t find the way of life.
It dark here.
People that we stay with are bad.
They are blood suckers.
They don’t want me to succeed.
They will tell all the bad things I did to them, but I used to be a darling.
They won’t tell you how I helped them.
They won’t tell you how I gave up everything for them to be able to have food on the table.
Someone hold my hand.
Take me by the hand, show me the way.