My Heart Isn’t In It

My heart isn’t in it, this life of mine

So I wish to remain on my own for a while

Too much unfounded hurt by people so close

Disappointed I am of the choices I chose

Disrespected for no reason but caring

Humiliated regularly, my anger is flaring

Stabbed in the back by a friend turned foe

Blamed and accused with blows too low

Thus my heart isn’t in it anymore

For my spirit has been broken by the burdens I bore