Sad
A little
Just a hint of sadness in my solitude
Confined
A little Room
with reminders of the maddening pain
I'm mad
A little
Distraught by my charts and beep
That's pull my dreams apart
Broke
A little of my heart
chipped away with each wave and hello and goodbye
Sad
A little, of a lot of sad
Mad a little that what I have isn't announced as HAD.
When the sincere, salute, embraces, and retreats are said
Then it's time for bed
Then sad that tomorrow it happens again.
-Xin-