A little poem...

I know, I got carried away, and now I'm emoing again...

"Intergalatic Flight" by Eugene Koh

Sages always say,
Women from Venus,
And Men are from Mars,
But why do they leave out Earth?

Do I have to travel,
Search, and seek,
While guaranteed not an answer,
In an Intergalactic Flight?

Do I have to weep and sigh,
Like countless sages before?
But would my groans be as significant,
Even if I search for the answer?

Do I really have to travel to Venus?
To find out what barrs me?
Do I really have to travel to Mars?
Just to get some emotional advice?

Do I really have to travel,
A million miles for you?
Do I really have to cry,
A ton of tears for you?

I weep, I sigh,
As countless sages before.
I cry, I take flight,
In an Intergalactic Flight.