Melancholic

Perhaps something is fading
Perhaps something is missing
So you claimed...

Perhaps either one is escaping
Perhaps either one is drooping
For things that promise nothing

Perhaps life is moving
Perhaps time is changing
And yet, we are still the same
Let's put the blame...

Perhaps I am too greedy,
asking for an ample love...

Perhaps I am too credulous,
believing for empty promises...

Perhaps I am too fragile,
even for a glance of smile...