I've been alone for yearsI've been stuck in my fears
I'm drowning in my tears
Over something you said
I'm alone in bed
Thoughts of regret fills my head
I know I have to change for the better
But it's not easy, there is a lot to suffer
I could have asked for a second chance
But it might not enhance
So I preferred to change and then ask for a last dance
Would you dance with me for a second time?
Would you spend with me the whole night?
If I call you, would you pick up the line?
If I need you, would you come by?
If I changed, would you be mine?
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Behind the smile
PoetryMy pen is my release It's an orgasm to my soul -A collection of poetry and articles about my personal experience with depression.