• My friends, my enemies,
    they ignore me all the same.
    But going through these broken hearts
    has altogether ruined my soul and sane.

    Soon I start to define melancholy
    and some people start to notice.
    They never leave me alone
    trying to break the vicious
    gate that holds my soul captive.

    My sleep will decrease
    as my joy starts to cease.
    To keep my heart moving
    people will soothe me,
    does it seem like it works?
    If it did I wouldn't be here
    typing these words of fear.

    Tell me how you feel and
    my good side might have sympathy
    but if it doesn't you'll deal
    or you could just kill me.

    Either would be fine
    I don't care because
    nothing really matters
    anymore and everyone
    always seems to share
    the sob story they have
    even if I'm not listening
    or even want to hear.

    End.