Why is it always about what I own ?!
Where have the other colours of life flown ?!
Where have those imperial dreams blown ?!
Why is everything now so lone ?!
There were times when ;
Laughter always shone !
Smiles were served in an ice cream cone !
Everyone around had a fun bone !
And the heart always sung a melodious tone !!
Is this fake present all I own ?!
Are these bad dreams all I own ?!