When all of your emotions are as dimmed as mine,
then you feel that you can never be kind.
You sence of feeling is down the drain,
so it feels like you're in the rain.
Trust is harder to give to others,
you start to turn against you brothers.
Sadness is hard to come,
but when it does you're overcome.
Anger too is fast to arise,
but ever since you've heard my cries.
Love is hardest for to come,
when you've had to leave them one by one.
Hate is easy to come and go,
when your move to and fro.
Happyness is a powerful illusion,
caused by your own sence of delusion.
Pain isn't that hard to get going,
but it eats you away while you're jokeing.
By now you're tired of my whining,
so i'll leave you to your own finding,
but never forget what i have said,
while you lie alone in bed.

 
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