Welcome back to the pit of despair Empty our thoughts, clear the air Because anywhere else we wouldn't dare
For no one can know of our mind's affairs That we hate the way the wold isn't fair Whether we hate our clothes or we hate our hair Or maybe miss the ones who are no longer there.
I have joined the others, sat down in my chair So that I may lay out my sorrows With caution and care.
You know things are going downhill when you begin to write poetry again.