I drift away into space,
I glance around with nothing to face,
Then I try to retrace from where I started,
To recall records of whatever was uttered.
Sonce everything seems to be blown away,
I then unconsciously sink and fade away.
I have lost my chances and I have nothing to do,
But just to keep silent, all pale and blue.
I shouldn't have fallen for that one second,
Nor followed my heart instead of my mind.
I have always longed to see my desired contentment,
But I never dreamt of this moment.
I pictured myself moving around with no stop,
Yes, just moving and glaring at people non-stop.
"The lord is with you!" Preachers shouted out.
"To hell with that!" Pretenders signed out.
"I like you" I heard one minute.
"Ha ha ha" The next, my face laughed at hard.
I've realized that too much was submitted to me,
And this is why I always let it be.
The simplest thing concluded, being my affection, is something big.
The complicated thing secluded, being teenage love, is way too small.
I was never taught to cover my mouth when I sneeze,
Which is why it's Poor Me...
