Hear

Hear

Hearing the ocean waves, bang against the shore.
The flow of the raging waters, you can never control.
I say treat me like a Queen, you decided to take things in your own hands and left me on hold.
I showed you and gave you the treatment like a King, how can you make a big scene?
Did you hear what this really means?
The lies you tell are definitely out of control.
The same lies you told, seems to have pierced your soul.

Poetic ER