Melancholia Derives

 

I realize,

 i don't deserve this pain,
priority not in protection, but in succession.
while so many things went wrong, so many things added evenly odd.

 i feel my desire is to stay; you'd be suprised who'd you see,
 if i could express the thoughts in me,

 my drive died, in the time,
my soul vacated, fleeing my head lies,
wandering, seeking, it thrives in misery,
as my name is my fortune, no dwelling as safe as yours,

Hold me forever.

Dont you see i'm yours to keep.