You got me into poetry
Terribly deep, that I can't breathe
Now you let me drown
Merely as it is
What a waste
What a waste
You didn't think much of my effort
They always went to waste
You didn't think much of my effort
They always went to waste
I fail to catch a glimpse of you by my side
You seem to discover a pinch-hitter
As madly as your abrupt departure
Yet, I try to seek a way to recover
What a waste
What a waste
You didn't think much of my effort
They always went to waste
You didn't think much of my effort
They always went to waste
