I’m not that smart, I’m not that brave,
I think too much, it must be March,
To sink or swim, I seek to prove,
I’m worth the chance, just save the dance.
It’s strange to feel, the way I do,
My words once heard, but now absorbed,
It must be right, the air now tight,
I loose my bow, it’s not my show.
She left me here, without a care,
I’m disillusioned, because she couldn’t,
Reveal that truth, in hearts so real,
I had the hunch, but she’s no lunch.
So on I drank, my mind is sank,
Beyond my tears, inside my fears,
I gave it all, but she’s didn’t fall,
In love with me, this life is mean.
By Julius Fa