Just That

[Youssef EL ouandali]

That tantrum I lost
That art I sought
That demon I fought
That curse I caught
That change I had plot
That time I had a lot
Of pain and rot
That lesson I was taught
That light I could spot
That darkness I bought
Instead
That chaos I brought
mad
That idea I thought
Fled
That dirt I would blot
That tear I ought
To shed
That tape I used to slot
In my memory
That flower I loved to pot
In my sensory