My parents told me once
not to speak to strangers
I did not what I should have done
and now I suffer from my recklessness
If I knew what is good for me
I'd be begging from my knees
screaming "please"
and then I'd ask for love
and then I'd ask for mercy
It was ungreatful but I wanted more
Pleased with nothing
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