The library,
That's were my head I bury,
When my world is filled with worries,
And the world is the colour of strawberries,
Red and black, these colours make me so weary,
New year, old pain same worries,
Lie to me, let my truth be sweet, make me smile just once yearly,
Let me trade with a body,
I'm ungrateful so I'll say I'm sorry,
I detest what others thirst for in a hurry,
I want to scream and shout but I'll be judged by a jury,
So I just smile all day and hide in my liebury.
©deryl4
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