Psypher the new coming

Only when it is brand new that I am full filled One day old and I walk away No one but me can emulate The complications of this perpetual fate Once I smell your scent lurking in my presence You become mine Never a day was that not true Never once did I feel rejection The horrid company of boredom Boredom in the eyes of your beloved Find me a new love To compliment my new style Unfortunate for you isn’t it?