Jan 2018
Oh apathy, the ruthless little being,
Why won’t you just portray the feeling
Of deep affection down below
My wretched and feeble loving soul…
Oh apathy, why can’t he see
My modest airy-fairy beam
Each day I greet him by sunlight
With vivid passion in my eye…
Oh apathy, please let him free…
Devour my wistful soul instead,
And ****** this sympathy for him
By ravaging my hopeless dream.
Why won’t you just portray the feeling
Of deep affection down below
My wretched and feeble loving soul…
Oh apathy, why can’t he see
My modest airy-fairy beam
Each day I greet him by sunlight
With vivid passion in my eye…
Oh apathy, please let him free…
Devour my wistful soul instead,
And ****** this sympathy for him
By ravaging my hopeless dream.
This is just my first try of writing something while I am in the right mood. Therefore, I don't even know if I made it good. However, I will try to improve my skills in the near future.
