Sorrow

Such a loser
drown in pain.
No hopes remain
anymore.

Came last night -
message from mate
not to wait
anymore.

There is no hope.
There is no love.
Not below,
not above.
Nowhere.

What to do?
Where to hide?
Not in front,
not behind.
Nowhere.

Nothing to do,
its way too late
to ask for a date
for me.

Beautiful smile,
beautiful earrings,
but no love-feelings
for me.

I tried so hard.
I did my best.
Had no sleep,
had no rest.
For her.

Just what else
is there to do?
Anything old.
Anything new.
For her.

Had a great plan,
just her and me.
No one to be
around.

Full of joy
and full of fun
and only the sun
around.

Had a great plan,
but now it is gone.
Squat can be done,
about it.

Squat can be done,
about it.