Drained of happiness
Drained of joy,
An attempt at fulfilment,
All but a ploy.
Failed once and failed again,
Over and over the cycle goes,
Naught but an aching heart and bones in pain,
All my cons outnumber my pros.
What did I look for,
For now I'm lost,
All I do is scheme and bore,
Of my former self I'm but a Ghost.
Far far away just run away,
From all I knew and ever will know,
The world won't stop not even a day,
Who cares if I'm down so low.
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