and i drench myself in sorrow
and pain,
crossing my face in obvious rain,
lightly dripping my name,
clipping my fame,
worsten by parliament curses
and hoarsen verses,
my tears morsel words i wish i could say buth they trickle into perched purses,
hendering why my good things reverses

And i drench myself in sorrow,
it's the only thing dripping from me,
only thing that seems comfy and complete,
it seems like in the future i will still be soaked in these same pains,
it seems like agony should be replaced with my name,
Balik should be the definition of hurt,
clouds form, thunder rumbles as my headquake revert
to mysterious clauses,
my breath shorten by social causes,
hide tears,
but fear shows my face,
my original mentality pauses

and i drench myself in sorrow,
while eating wasted emotions for dessert,
why do i have anorexic pains of hunger when i'm full off depression that hurts,
this hell is devouring me,
thought i was suppose to eat the last meal, but now i see it's me,
taste nothing but rotten words and sour phrases,
my stomach has gone to ruins as i cring with bitter faces

and i drench myself in sorrow,
drunk off my tears that taste like liquor
and my eyes dance in a corner i so remember,
i count 12,000 bottles of myself on the wall,
wondering if one fall,
will God hear it and end this misery
or will the devil continue to play tricks on me
or will i continue to torture myseld within this envy

and i drench myself in sorrow,
letting depression be my popouri,
fumes trap me in writer's block, mind isolation, solitary,
clouds bury me,
but suddenly a break in those clouds
open my eyes with smiles

and i drench myself in sorrow,
but finally i see flowers bloom
and the clouds arent this misty fume
that made my tears roll so long,
made me feel so wrong,
i finally catch a moment without drowning in it,
i look up to happiness and find Johna's name in it,
finally smell the air of goodness and success,
i'm finally blessed
with rays i thought i should be familar with

and i drench myself in sorrow,
because i know my recess is only for a minute,
a slight peep at my reassurance,
vacation is for the old, so i'm not done yet