this sadness is something i cannot break
i hope is dissipates when i awake
my ****** rhyming makes me feel worse
my head and heart just may burst
there is so specific reason for my sadness
just another sign of the madness
that i call my mind
it does not matter how kind
or patient i am to myself
no amount of wealth
no amount of joy
can make me happy without my boy
Sep 2, 2013
Sep 2, 2013 at 11:49 PM UTC
this sadness is something i cannot break
i hope is dissipates when i awake
my ****** rhyming makes me feel worse
my head and heart just may burst
there is so specific reason for my sadness
just another sign of the madness
that i call my mind
it does not matter how kind
or patient i am to myself
no amount of wealth
no amount of joy
can make me happy without my boy
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