There were a million times
I have asked myself
Do a million other persons
Go through a million sorrows
All alone I stand by myself
Silently looking up to the skies
Wishing somehow that I could fly
And escape the world's reality
What have I done to deserve
Carry burdens that are so crux
A million tears were served
A million sorrows washed from my nerves
Trudging under a heavy mizzle
My steps fall in a twiddle
Hoping to find a trickle
In a world full of riddles
Why do I have to suffer
from too much agonizing sorrows
What must I do to be tougher
So I can come out from my burrow
I wonder where could be my courage
The answer lies in a lost passage
Drifted to a world so savage
Hidden beyond a terrifying cascade
-damikawoon-
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