rotted.

I am rotting.
Okay bye.






Her stare was cold, her voice didn't tremble.
I felt something deep within me beginning to tumble.
Down, down, down.
Even a thousand clowns,
will never make me smile.


The lump in my throat i can't swallow,
tells me i am so shallow.
The burning tears i couldn't fight back,
shows me a true friend is what i lack.