When it rains,
And the temp just right,
Feels like a good time to be happy,
But somehow your favourite weather isn’t enough,
When nothing you do seems to be enough,
And everything you say is met with a frown,
I feel like a jobless clown,
Trying to impress an imaginary crowd
All I want is
a sincere smile,
a secret hug,
a longing gaze,
a sincere heart,
a deserving heart.
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