When I was the one waking for it
Why did the moon not shine on me
When I was the one praising it
Are they just ignoring me...
Or are they just enjoying it
Why did the breeze not cool me
When I stood face to face with it
Why did the fire not warm me
When I wanted the warmth from it
Are they just playing games with me...
Or are they just enjoying it
Why did the snow not moist me
When I like playing with it
Why did the spring not brighten me
When I sang songs to glorify it
Are they just jeering at me...
Or are they just enjoying it
Why did words abandon me
When I desired to stick to it
Why did tears dampen me
When I never longed for it
Are they just teasing me...
Or are they just enjoying it
Why did melody not rock me
When I wished to dance to it
Why did poetry not charm me
When I loved to flow with it
Are they just mocking me...
Or are they just enjoying it
Why did love not gratify me
When I had my heart on it
Why did life not content me
When I dreamt to subsist on it
Are they just sneering at me...
Or are they just enjoying it
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