Rhapsody

Music to my ears, yes music to my ears were her voice,

It was not my responsibillty but it was my choice;

Everything she said was so so senseless sometimes,

But it always made sense to me,

thats why i named dis a rhapsody,

we had our differences,

yet she respected mine,

this ego is a bitch,

we treat it divine,

n feed it religiously,

not knowin its not self esteem,

we all fake until we cant undo it,

its all so confusing to intrerpret,

to harmonise the mind n heart,

I cant take this shit,

and therefore i quit