What About This


What can I say about these days
I'm at a loss for words it's all the daze

The things I tried to hold on to dear
Fall in the category of less and the mere

I'm troubled by things that aren't just
Fear of those for whom I can trust

This life to me is already done
No longer do I enjoy nor have fun

For those who believe that life has ended
Did they ever find enjoyment for the things that are splendid

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