Melancholy: A Love
Jun 7, 2022
Give me something bigger,
But do I get tender,
Coz all that stands is dust,
Will it ever become a must.
Change is only temporary,
What you are is a contemporary,
Standing with head up high,
In the end was all a sigh.
Something feels not right,
Pangs of fear becomes wright,
Nowhere to go, I am stranded,
This is where it all landed.
Melancholy is all there is,
Going for a fun ride on a Ferris,
Looking through the window with hope,
All there came was a dope.
Making me feel like a scribble,
Which is what became a pebble,
Feeling like a crazy person,
My view is all of crimson.
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