LESSONS
Loneliness compensates, for the souls that escape.
All hell can break loose, for luv that has it's blues.
Many a time, we want these things, swept away.
To kill all of the pain, we wish that we could choose.
It would, make you insane.
If you don't walk away, from those blues.
Everything, is worth it all.
With lessons, you don't want to loose.
To once luv again, to tear down those walls.
How wonderful it is, when luv again calls.