Like any other random day of May,
It was going on in the usual way,
Until my friend called and said, "Hey."
It was 12th of May,
Who knew that day would be my dismay?
Excitement and anxiousness, both grew.
Entered my credits and looked at it,
That's my nightmare coming true.
Felt like falling in an endless pit, Shit!
Man, this came out of the blue.
People gave me a lot of hype,
But none of it did get ripe.
Hearing my bitter rival's success,
Do I really have the finesse?
Missed calls after missed calls,
I just didn't have the balls.
People saying this as a good figure,
I seldom do believe them,
You just don't know my rigour.
I'm no longer that gem.
Slept and cried,
Now what happens to my pride!
Deduced, past is past.
But this... this would always be my ghast.
I'll always be haunted
But can't do anything than to move forward.
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A Shy Introvert's Laments
Poetrymost of this is sad cos I am coded to write sad lines I guess. These are words I cant speak out loud. A shy introvert's random laments I'm 19 y/o and wanted to share some of my poetry to others. I write when i'm bored :) This is my first story in Wa...
