There's something you say that I find to be not true,
To know me, I don't think you do.
To know me is to know misery multipled by sorrow,
Where your actions of yesterday have destroyed your tomorrow.
Where you have happiness, All I have is pain,
Engulfed in this inferno I plead for what you call dreary rain.
To know me is to be so intimate with despair,
That no matter where you look or go anguish has beaten you there.
Yes! In failures I am completely entombed,
For you to know me is to be completely doomed.
For where your possibilities are limitless,
My Tarring to nowhere is endless.
So please watch better yet gaurd what it is that you say,
Because there just isn't anyway.
For it to be true,
To know me is something you'll never do!
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