The Dilemma
When your heart breaks what do you do?
Do you patch it with band aids or use super glue?
When you feel all alone and you stand in a crowd.
Do you shout to be heard do you holler out loud?
When you feel blue, what color are you?
I look at myself I’m clear thru and thru.
When sadness ends,
Is that where heartache begins?
If you’re melancholy,
Does that mean you’re not jolly?
What about anger is that a bad thing?
I‘d certainly try it if relief it would bring.
Maybe it’s confusion this pain that I feel.
Maybe I just lost it could that be the deal?
Whatever it is I know what to do.
I’ll give this problem to God and blame it on you.
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