Lemonade

I Iave lemons, make me a lemonade 

As life loves leave me lonely and sully

So, I only follow the night’s dark shade

Crack crack crack, music of my severity

I wonder why whole of life was woeful

Pain I gain again, scars as much the stars

Soul needs an overhaul, embrace peaceful

Stop biting bitter and taste the sugars

I have lemons, make me a lemonade

But no one willing to make it for me

Instead throwing a gloom in a grenade

They are the soldier of the lethal bee

I will wait my wound to wholly forfeit

And become stronger like president tree

Myself, make a lemonade in merit

Whenever life give me lemon, receive