Why. 

Why am I so down

Why am I so blue

Why can’t I enjoy

The things I used to do

My words fall short 

Of what I feel

Don’t know how

To express what’s real

I hold the negative

With a fierce grip

Attatched with pain

As if at the hip

Why am I so down 

Why am I so blue

Why can’t I 

Get through to you

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