Sing, if I may?
Sing, if I may?
With the howling wind
Making the atmosphere gray
Walking along the street like a stray
Almost like deaf and blind
Sing, if I may?
All I can do is look and pray
All my abilities are thinned
Making the atmosphere gray
Calling out to you everyday
Going crazy and skinned
Sing, if I may?
Forgetting my birthday
My time’s out of mind
Making the atmosphere gray
There is no one left to betray
And no one to find
Sing, if I may?
Making the atmosphere gray…
With the howling wind
Making the atmosphere gray
Walking along the street like a stray
Almost like deaf and blind
Sing, if I may?
All I can do is look and pray
All my abilities are thinned
Making the atmosphere gray
Calling out to you everyday
Going crazy and skinned
Sing, if I may?
Forgetting my birthday
My time’s out of mind
Making the atmosphere gray
There is no one left to betray
And no one to find
Sing, if I may?
Making the atmosphere gray…
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This poem sustains a quality of being alone due to ruins in life. It's a villanelle
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