Problems With the Heart

I use to be "okay"...

That's what they use to say..

But I was a "de-pressed", little soul,

Sitting in the corner,

Don't mind you coming over,

And sit down with me..

When I'm over,

(Lalalala, lalalaaa, lalalala, lalalaaa,)

...I have problems..

Problems, with the, Heart,

It burns to tell,

It aches to even bother,

So I sat~ there,

With voices in my head,

So I sat~ there,

Wishing I was dead.

Then you came in my life,

Made my frown become bright,

Now I'm happy so much,

Don't make it tough,

Don't make it rough,

Don't, Leave me!

Author Notes: Comment down below how I did? I hope you enjoyed! Thank you for reading! Have a nice day!
This is a Music/Story poem by the way! Haha! (If it sounds like it don’t make since, it’s because you have to read it in a good tone that would match it, but it’s fine, have a splendid day!)

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