The Melancholia I'm In

What do I have to say?

Oh, I don't know.

Maybe if you'd asked me this

A year ago

I would've said something good.

Now I got nothing,

Nothing that can please you.

Things would've been different,

If things hadn't changed

Over the past twelve months.

I used to be gleeful

Now I am forlorn,

And I don't even know why.

Everything is messy,

But I blame nobody

Except for my own self,

For I'm the one responsible for

The melancholia I'm in.

But I'm still hopeful

That I'll stand tall again

Because that's what life is

And now I gotta move on...