You make me feel so down and blue,
I wish I could rid myself of you,
But I tried too hard,
Too hard, I say,
To prevent you from ruining my day,
But then you came,
With your clouds so grand,
And in that moment I didn't understand,
What grave sorrow you would cause me,
And so I hated myself,
But hated you more,
And I loathed the feelings you gifted me,
And the pain you wielded for all eyes to see,
It was too hard,
Too hard, I say,
To carry the burden I was given,
But what was I to do,
As a lover of grief and a hater of truth?
