Desperately Searching and yearning for air, Mesmerized by the uncanny sight Of carved sadness on your face. The pain in your eyes had a strong Resemblance with the inhumane graffiti downtown, The place where losing your soul is fashionable.
You bathed in misery, clothed with sorrow You smelled like regret, and had the purest fake smile.
You were genuine You were dripping You were dripping pain