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I see those walking, So negative and dull. They look so tired - Bored of it all. They say I'm a madman, Laughing at myself. In truth, it's just me coping With this self. I've been brought up cynical, too, you see. Distrustful of human nature, Negative with sheer failure To stay so malicious and free. It's consistency I lack - Unable to remain serious in time of need, I crack into laughter, As a way to beg and plead. Begging to stop, But the relentless sound persists.   Laughing myself to ashes, As my mind ceases to twist. I am but a Pierrot, Here to grin at my own folly So you can laugh along. Come, hop on the trolley! It shal

Since the day I met her I just can't forget her Can't get her out of my mind She brought joy to my life In a time of much strife And I hope I responded in kind Though we can't be a pair Life is never that fair Truer friend I cannot hope to find Her humour and kindness And beauty that's timeless I don't want her out of my mind

Not mine to protect but defend her I would Not mine to hold yet how I wish that I could Not mine to wake to though heaven that'd be Beauty like hers not meant for such as me