Melancholy Madness
Sing a song of sadness
Pocket full of frowns
Melancholy madness
Brings us all down.
Rain in drips of sorrow
In colors dark in hue
No better day tomorrow
Only clouds haunting you.
Bear the blame of guilt
And wear it on your shoulder
Tear down all you've built
Soon you feel much older.
Rhyme in lines of regret
For all you've said and done
But as people always forget
Then you'll have none.
Copyright © Senait Mohammed | Year Posted 2005
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