I said, ‘it’s not fair!’
You muttered, ‘justice is nowhere’
I’ve learnt to accept its significance
Yet, I still believe that someday, dear, someday, we can sort things out.
Or, am I alone a dreamer?
Has it only been me from the start?
Or, in this game, am I a loser?
These questions are left unanswered.
I go to bed at night, hoping that tomorrow will be another day
But what if tomorrow will never come?
What if things would go even worst?
‘There will be endless tomorrow’, my ego whispers
Random songs are being played
Hoping that this crazy feeling would soon fade,
I lay there in bed, dreaming that how fantastic it would be
If we could be out there, driving around town with the windows down
Boy, I’m dreaming again!
Never knew we would go so wrong
Never thought I would listen to a broken-hearted song
Never imagined that a girl would come along
And suck out my motivation and hopes
It’s crazy, I should not have believed that, yet I can’t help it.
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