Ballads

I don’t mean to make you cry. I mean nothing, but this has not kept you From peeling away my

They Ask Why  / Maya Angelou A certain person wondered why a big strong girl like me wouldn’t keep a job

Aoko I saw that smile today For the umpteenth time, Got mesmerized. I may be not a connoisseur of beauty

This is an epiphany of emotions long suppressed Of actions much undone yet unsaid First time I saw you A

Victims of our circumstances Driven by desire, stagnated by lust We toil, we lust, we love All for mediocrity and