Wrong arms Years I ago I was a mess I didn’t love myself and I was with someone that I didn’t even love I was hurt

Wrong arms
Years I ago I was a mess
I didn’t love myself and I was with someone that I didn’t even love
I was hurt

Wrong arms

Years I ago I was a mess

I didn’t love myself and I was with someone that I didn’t even love

I was hurt and betrayed

My heart became a spare and it broke in a million pieces

I was lost

And when I thought I would stayed with the wrong arms

You appear and change everything of that

From hiding to loving

From being scared to be brave enough to show our real love.

-W

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