The Senile Anger
The Senile Anger
The anger in me
Is eating me alive
The burden of temper
Is making me senile
The girl of sunshine
Is now a moonchild
The longing for love
Is now gone for a while
The world has moved on
And I'm stuck in the time
The ray of optimism
Is now I despise
The lengths and depths
Are going wide
The reasons for joy
Are fading away with a smile
The family and friends
Are no longer by my side
The loneliness and void
Again resides
The anger in me
Is eating me alive
The burden of temper
Is making me senile.