I don't know where I should start or where I even stand.
Everything seems so perfect but there is the small thing, the smallest thing that seems to be gone.
Not knowing what it is or where to find it?
Everything is there for me;
A happy family;
Lovable father;
Genuine friends who can handle all my annoying shifts;
Cute little cousins that make my life lively;
There is a career;
There is money;
There is food on my table;
A good night's sleep;
Things I wanted;
Everything is there,
BUT;
Something is missing
And I don't seem to find the piece.
The part where I'm lost;
The part where I'm at my lowest;
The part where I want to cry;
The part where I want to be alone;
The part where I wanted to abandon everything;
THE VERY EVERYTHING I HAVE.
~Ivy~
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Note To Self
PoetryThere are so much of things and stuffs that we could relate our self with but sometimes we didn't bother to note it and when the time comes we'll be drawn out of clue on what's happening around us. So, note to self is one of the best idea if you lea...
