Once I was told of the bluebird of happiness
A story I'd quickly dismiss...

Barely old enough to drink
Do you not think I am too young...

I do not know why I have returned.
Four years ago, I decided that...

Love...
But Love is a much bigger thing than we can ever...

This emotion,
This feeling...

The girl in the corner
with the long dark hair...

Though you see her dancing like
She has nothing left to lose...

The swirling sea,
The wild waves...

Splash, silver crashes down
Blueish sparkles in my hair...

I hate to write depressing poems,
I don't know why I continue...

It was only a dream,
Just something I thought of whilst sleeping, yet...

If this makes even the slightest bit of sense,
I'd like to say that, just in my defense...