Raining Heart
I don't want my heart to rain
Even though it sinks in my brain
I thought nothing was wrong in my vein,
Until I started feeling the pain.
I wished to be in the right lane
But I found myself in the wrong main
I know I have nothing to gain
Because I'm still troubled in a chain.
I think I'm going insane
Because I lost all my grains.
I have something to clean
Something I don't know how it was stained
But all my toil to clean the stain was in vain.
This poem is about:
Me
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