COLD & PLAIN

I remember now's November.
But it's cold and plain.
Like a soup in the fridge.
Like a tea without sugar.

I remember today, November.
It's raining with lightning.
Rain should've been beautiful.
But I feel like sober.

It's raining in November morning.
Cloud covered my chest.
I feel grey and dark.
Just too plain, no sunshine.

There is nothing in November.
So empty and hollow.
Cold surrounds the circumtance.
Wind only breaks this silence.

Days in November.
Freeze air hits the skin.
Leaves fall to the ground.
Dead tree in November's fog.

Meet once in a year.
November, just thought you're special.
I Just thought you're worth a wait.
So, proof me right away.