X (전) Poem by Grace Galeon

Such a mystery to a never-ending misery
Of one's choices and some bitter noises
Without question the head says nay
In foolishness, the heart whispers okay
In a cycle, in a loop, one shall be not
Decided to end it before tying the knot
The freshness of the air is freedom
Taking this road one will blossom
Endorphins, serotonin, dopamine, oxytocin
Laughin', meditatin', celebratin', lovin'
In the future, the return will be triplex
If in the equation there is no X