Oh, how romantic!
Sitting at the window pane
Realising that life
Isn’t all it’s cracked up to be.
You must all aspire to be me.
You’ve even got it raining;
The droplets running down the glass
Much like the tears on our faces.
Careful, don’t get too excited,
You might make yourself smile
And we can’t have that.
You just hold your pen and
Let your sadness be your only
Success.
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