Govinda P

My sympathy sounds like

Then it goes through me

I don't know where to

Emotion rain down on me

Losing friends feel like

They just pass by you

On a winding road

I know just how it goes

Hold up, Hold up

Do I have the best intentions?

I wonder sometimes

I'm gonna go now

Before it's clear I'm wrong

To be cursed with an affliction of the mind

Oh my lord I, Oh my lord I

I tried the best I can

Can, Ian

Mama make bread for me

Please pray for me

Poppy makes banana bread

When I'm sick in bed

Mama make bread for me

Please pray for me

My Mama gets scared instead

Of what's in my head