the beautiful frame hung on the wall
picture and it content
The beautiful frame hung on the wall
With dust and dark paintings i recall
O, bring a white wipe
So i can clean off the sadness before it ripe
The teardrops of the picture in the frame and the emotions exclaim
It stares straight in agony and in pain it continues
I feel like the sorrow is real and it ups and downs confuse
I took a little breather
All the attention was taken over by the frame
And by the frame i mean the content it contains.
