I'm mad....
I'm mad and I don't know why
I'm mad that nobody asks why
I'm mad that nobody understands why
I'm mad that nobody tries to find out why
I'm sad....
I'm sad that nobody cares anymore
I'm sad that nobody calls anymore
I'm sad that nobody texts first anymore
I'm sad that nobody truly loves anymore
I crave...
I crave for the forgotten friendships
I crave for the smiles that shined so brightly
I crave for the buried relationships
I crave for the innocents that once trusted so lightly
I crave for the neglected responsibilities
I crave for the hearts that loved so easily
I'm happy....
I'm happy because of the memories we made
I'm happy because of the fun we had
I'm happy because of the troubled we brewed
I'm happy because of the time that was...
That time that was...
- Author: Benard Oluoch (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: July 8th, 2023 01:02
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 3
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