How Sad People Love

I guess love is not made for the sad people,

And that they need to love theirselves first

But ironically, love is what they need the most,

Sad people, lunatic love

Who would be willing to love a sad one,

When they even can’t learn to love theirselves,

And so are you?

I guess happy people is not for the sad people

Happy ones needs to love just like them,

Sad ones needs to love themselves

But there’s these thing lonely people have,

Despair, misery, pain of too much love

To the point where they love sad,

Sad love that is unrequited

So, where will they pour their flaming love?

And then the sudden the realizations,

I guess love is not made for the sad people

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Ironically Inevitable 

The reason why I want to be alone, 

Is because I don’t trust anyone  

The reason why I don’t want to be alone,     

Is because I don’t trust myself

The reason why I don’t enter a silent room,

Is because my misery screams and my despair roams     

The reason why I enter a dark room,   

Is because my spirit rises and my dark soul glooms

The reason why I want to live,

Is because death keeps seeking me 

The reason why I don’t want to live,

Is because death keeps hiding inside me      

The reason why I don’t smile

Is because my eyes lift a falling tear

The reason why I want to smile,

Is because my eyes hide its fear 

And in the darkness I was enlightened, 

In the agony I was threatened 

In the horror I was frighte,

And the memoir I chose not to end