Morose
Lurking in the depths of my soul,
I see a hole
Lips curving into a smile, partaking a role
Echoing laughters, I love to be a troll.
In their eyes, I'm adoring a stroll
Thoughts within, my life is no hellhole
Having no clue, I'm lost in a wormhole
Day by day, I venture as I seek for my whole.
Glancing up, I see a goal
Fingers reaching, I'm not in control
Down I go, I fell in a bowl
With gaping eyes, all I see is a moonless coal.
