A Sad Tale
I used to believe in your charm when I was a kid.
I used to be captivated by the joy you bring in my little heart swaying with the Christmas bells.
I used to.
Until one day, you gave me reason not to believe in you anymore.
The chants were not merry anymore.
But rather, clad in royal blue.
Royal blue of sadness that I cannot smile upon hearing the carols
That day was too sad that I remember it yearly..
It was suppose to be a good gift, no greatest gift to me
And yet, you were selfish enough not to grant it.
I worked hard until there’s no much more sweat to perspire
And yet you squeezed my heart and made me cry
That was very sad
Too sad that everybody leaves when I already opted to stay
Too sad that everybody smiles and laughs when I weep, when I mourn
You pushed me off the cliff, and my hopes and my beliefs – were hangin’ in there too
No one to hold on, no one at all…