I’m sorry I am a Lemon
I taste sour and you don’t like sour flavor
I tried being one of your likings
And do things that will make you happy
But you crushed me
And make me into something I don’t want to be
Tears come flowing from me
But you don’t in a bit feel worried
I’m sorry I am a Lemon
When life threw me at you
You don’t have a choice but keep me
And keep me with a sigh
But still I’m ecstatic that I am a Lemon
Because I met you but, you hate me
I got to know you but, you don’t want to know me
I hope I’m no Lemon...
Me after imagining the taste of a Lemon












