It Is All Right, Alright?
I am the cloud over the sun
You wish to disappear.
I am the raindrops on days
You are sporting an all-white.
I am the strands of stubborn hair
In your sleek bun.
I will haunt you.
I will always haunt you.
I am the childhood trauma
You put in the back of your mind.
I am the photobomber with all smiles
In your family picture.
I am a splatter of blood on your shirt,
It is not a perfect crime.
You will never forget me.
I will always haunt you.
Do I make you uneasy?
It is all right, alright?
