Raindrops on Roses

I’ll write for myself a lullaby

Something to delude me into believing

That the pain that I go through

Is fictional

And that the sun will rise tomorrow

Even when it wont

I’ll write for myself a lullaby

Which will glorify my pain

That I go through

Through the maze of thoughts

That I am unable to unravel

I will write for myself a lullaby

That will make me believe

That I am above everyone

That my pain is more pure

And more unique than

Everyone

I will write for myself a lullaby

Which will tell me that my path

Is not rosy 

Because I am made

of tougher stuff 

chartered specially by my destiny 

I will write for myself a lullaby

To delude myself

Into believing

That I am above the rest

When all of my thoughts 

are momentary and a lie