Quincy Mary Learns to Write

The Reason Behind

This honeyed smile before I slumber,

In my whole life

That I always wanted to have

And treasure it profound.

Stir up every morning with a blush,

In a sweet façade.

Lease my physique sprightly,

And filled with grace.

There's no any reason to halt,

For the reason that I had enough.

Because days gone by my existence was gloomier,

But now, the whole thing is Technicolor.

I'm not identical to this,

If you're not around at this time.

The whole thing of these is because of you,

And simply you.

The reason behind entirety.