I woke up and felt,
in the wrong place I dwell
I am living on earth,
with a life like hell
The only thing I am worth of,
is all the pain I get
Recollecting memories with closed eyes,
I open them and find them wet
I was searching for happiness and joy,
left alone with pain and regretsUsed to have a lot of friends,
now I am left alone
My songs used to have some joy,
now just a depressed toneThe only thing I am worth of,
is all the pain I get
Recollecting memories with closed eyes,
I open them and find them wet
I was searching for happiness and joy,
left alone with pain and regretsFound drops of tears on the paper,
while I was writing this song
Describing the sorrow of my life,
that has been stretched too longThe only thing I am worth of,
is all the pain I get
Recollecting memories with closed eyes,
I open them and find them wet
I was searching for happiness and joy,
left alone with pain and regrets...
Author's Note:
Just a short song written by me a long time ago. It's quite direct about the feelings but I still like it somehow. Well,it was just the start...
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Tranquil Tessellate
PoetryEnchanting wonders around us, this world is a piece of art. The day on which I held the pen, I knew it was an epic start I've been pouring on paper ever since, the words of my heart...