Anyone knows I've had my share of woes
For I am not one to shy from prose
Yet while knowing what was to come
By scratching these wounds from which I've become
A bitter inception and yet bitterer trend
I could not foresee the cost to transcend
Yet I keep coming to pay my dues
While silently singing my bluebird blues
Writing on love and tribulations
I know more now of life's foundations
How a life of hate is simmering
And why my empathy is nigh malingering
Breaking my habits is sheer agony
My capacity for love is in atrophy
Yet I keep coming to pay my dues
While silently singing my bluebird blues
In front of my eyes my life is flickering
From these memories my mind is shivering
Insidious thoughts that keep on haunting me
With a dour future of which I'm its bargainee
Facing myself in sheer antagony
Humming this tune, the theme of my malady
Yet I keep coming to pay my dues
While violently screaming my bluebird blues