It's the disease that affects our color
Forcing us to whine on why our days are getting duller
Displaying terrible day mares into our head
Relax was what some healthy people said
Waiting for an adventure to come while doing nothing
Will only make our tears running
I refuse to say these way
Well that's what I tell myself everyday
But in order for these to go away
I need to stop dwelling on what other people say
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Sentiments
PoetryThese words are a piece of my thoughts, In my mind it flows, it blows, it floats My skills may not be as high as the ceiling, But it's an easier way to express my feelings.
