flower that reeked

my! oh my,
dn't get me so high,
for they wn't fly.
and the tears that i cry,
will run dry..
my! oh my..............

love ain't so far,
but these hands are small.
talking dsn't help,
and the solutions melt..

the moon is above my head,
but i can feel the sweat.
the sun is scorching,
and the heart freeze up..

drinks are stalked,
books in hand,
eyeing the collection,
all ears to music..

amplified,
everything is amplifying,
bit by bit..
little by little..

reeked perfume,
stained flower.
people with salt in hand,
will sprinkle at any open wound...

faces are mask,
anger and despair!!
everywhere,
it's everywhere!!!

people talk,
love and despise!!
pointless,
it's pointless!!!

it's nothing,
yet we r celebrating............

it's fleeting,
to another beginning....

my! oh my,
dn't get me so high,
for they wn't fly.
and the tears that i cry,
will just run dry....
my! oh my...

MY! OH MY..............