Melancholy

Are you scared of getting hurt? Are you afraid it might get worse? Are drowning in, a sea of self-reflection? Have you thought yourself to tears? Are my words conveyed clear? I've got a prescription, for my madness... Sadness... Gentle sadness Don't the memories get old? Are you scared of getting better? Do you complain about the weather? Do you think before you act? Or are you just another reaction? We have all come so far So drive with caution in your car Maybe we could meet, at the bar But I, I'm not a doctor I'm my own patient... patience... Dodododo Dodododo Dodododo Do-do-do Dodododo Dodododo Dodododo Do-do-do Do your Darmha lost ones...