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I feel sad, oh, I feel sad,
Don’t shun me, for I'm mad, I'm mad.
Yes, I've had my share of strife,
That's why I carry this heavy life.

I lived by the red river's flow,
In a castle where darkness did grow.
Don't judge me for the past I had,
I dwelled with the wastrels, and it was sad.

I never thought the way they taught,
I was cast aside, battles fought.
But I wasn't wrong, hear my song,
Though my life didn't always belong.

I've sailed the river of life's vast pool,
Hiding my feelings, like a fool.
I've made mistakes, committed fouls,
But I won't let that darken my soul.

I may have been careless, lacking demand,
I admit, at times, I've been a little sappy lad.
Let's forget the past's deep bends,
And embrace a future that amends.
Who is he, sitting alone and lost in thought,
Wandering all around, with no one in sight,
No shelter, no food, yet he stands tall,
Wearing clothes I've never seen before.

Every afternoon, I see him searching for food,
I wonder, was he born into this life,
Or was he made to be this way?
But surely, he must have been well before.

Many passed him by without notice,
But when I stopped to look at him,
It might have made him see me as a stranger,
But who are the real strangers here?
Mad, they call him, but who are the truly mad ones?
Dark, lonely road it was, drifting;
Wondering about the life I could've had, worrying.
Nothing matters now when nobody cares, but
Nothing in my life was scarce, and who cares.

Dark as the night and mighty as a knight, my life,
Weary it was as I lost my sight, my soul,
Wavered as I am no good at kiting, my love, but
Nothing in my life was scarce, and who cares.

Dreadful it was to hear about the backstabbers, but
Nothing matters now when I've lost the people I care,
Never be the same again, all they do is just stare, but
Nothing in my life was scarce, and who cares.
Don’t know about your smile,
but it is draining me to death like raining with lightning.
First, you spoke; it broke my heart,
never had a feeling of walking on a ceiling.
Will make brittle clouds rain, even if you have a little pain,
Will leave everything to make you believe, My Love.
I wanna share my life; will you be my wife?
May I be too strong to be wrong, but
don’t go away, making my heart sway to death,
rest the love I had, forever in my tomb.
Minute thought of you made all different, as I am now.
The difference you see is nothing but your preference for me.


While I watched others go before me, you stayed
right behind me, how kind you are to make up your mind.
Your little smile will make me go miles, even If
I have to sail without you, but couldn't, as I shouldn't.
Leave you? My heart will be as sleeve, even If I lose
the art of love, to make a little into a cove.
May I be wrong with the slang, but will wait long
just to sing a song to make you live long.
Couldn't make a mill though I had a great skill, as you had a kittle will.
It snows in the morning, but I will be mourning if you snow
my love, even if it is for a little dove.
Don’t go away due to others, no matter how sober they are
but not I am, as I am in Love with You.

— The End —