This is the deepest part that I can dig
When everything I gave you was not enough
Now I can't dream of anything big
I thought it was a little place called home
Turns out it was only an enormous house
It was over when everybody left
Suddenly everything doesn't seem right
You are more than a theft,
And I am more than done with this fight
When until now I just have a few,
You came back with everything new
Did you hear the soul of change is tingling?
Then you stop judging,
And I'll stop writing.