people always ask me, "why do you wish to love? you're very young you know."

i always tell them; "you're never to young to want happiness."

i am forever sad.
crying 43% of days a week.
half the days are bad.
all of them sad.
i don't know how else but to be mad.
i'm so sad that i can't be glad.
so that's my life story,
forever sad.
             mad.
             bad.

Gone.
Lost in the swamps
somewhere among sadness.

your beautiful,
just as usual.
A pretty girl,
just like a pearl.
Your so perfect,
your my whole world.