Unused Painkillers

Maybe my own side of the story is always sweet
Because of the rhythm that comes with it
For all the faults that stick to it I omit
By replacing all my abusive words with “I greet”.

You took them all and laid on your understanding,
But the rumors of me being a bad fellow is still standing.
My sorrows came closer to show their care,
I never thought you had anything to do with it, I swear.
So my daily activities to your ears my mouth spread
Not even a secret on how I get my daily bread.
I tried to kill my pain with a painkiller
But was just abusing drugs cause you’re the pain piller.

Bangwan.