Melancholy

She cried and cried but he never tried…
She thought she was helpless and could do nothing else
She complained but all in vain
She kept talking to herself ‘coz there was no one else
To console her, to cajole her, to listen to her…

He was long gone and had withdrawn
From this argument which was needless
But for him all arguments were needless…

What could she do to make him hear?
To understand the meaning so clear
So she talked to herself ‘coz there was no one else to hear...

Then she thought was it her?
Was she to deter or defer?
Was it enough what she had tried
Before she gave up the Brightside…

She wasn’t weak, not now
She couldn’t be, she’d never been

And then it came to her
It was she herself
Tears kept rolling down her cheek
But she was no longer weak
She knew what to do
And how to mend it new
‘Coz it was herself she knew
No more deterred
But contained and assured.