I never demanded much except understanding. Sometimes I look spoiled, many wanted, or perhaps in the eyes of the man I was just being troublesome.
but know, I'm still standing though men have stubbornly them with a lot of pain that is whack. I still like the same man when the man tried to leave and then come back carrying away in despair.
though I seen no matter, though I seem indifferent, but believe me away in the bottom of my heart, I have a million prayers for men.



