I remember my promise
Long ago
To never give up,
To never let go.
I tried to be optimistic
In my points of view,
But never did my optimism
Accrue.
So now I'm left trying
With no true goal.
So now I'm left striving
Without my heart which you stole.
But you are not to blame,
For I'm the one in shame...
I'm a freak;
I'm weak
And I'm meek.
The past wreaked;
The future's bleak.
And in the coming weeks
I will no longer seek
Happiness.

lololol. dork. v_v
ReplyDeleteaccrue is such a SAT word!