Let it be
Happy days come and go but nothing more
They say to prove your worth or else be sore
Ive come and gone and begged my soul to greif
Alas it has been nothing but a dream.
Those boys and girls pertain to nothingness
They tell me that I'm shroud with bitterness
Although they seem to dwell on such relief
Their thoughts alas are nothing but a dream.
These dreams may save one from reality
Alas these dreams are not my cup of tea
So when you feel like you're very happy
Just let it be Just let it be Just let it be.
This poem is about:
Me
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