Out of sadness.. Into depression..
Wasting your life; no love in the horizon..
Alternate loneliness and despair.
Can never cry out what so ever;
Even when bleeding, Even once blessed.
Can never shout it: damn it..
Sacrifice your existence, for happiness, if ever.
Is it worth it? are you willing to?
Surely; today at least! Otherwise,
Will you be granted another chance, if ever?
Then, would you answer someone’s whispers:
Till when you can still swallow a life that stinks?
Now, call Dad: Just can not keep on playing the Blues anymore.