The night is getting deeper.
The food is getting colder.
I can feel my hunger.
But I cannot eat yet--
I was waiting for my mother.
I am waiting longer,
longer than I expected.
Where is she? I wonder.
Where is my mother?
Are you wondering where's my father?
Well, he's with his another.
I don't want to think it over.
All I need is my mother.
I checked the clock and so shock-
It's very late for a dinner.
But I can't resist my hunger,
So I ate the dinner.
Without my father, and now my mother.
Are you wondering, do I have a sibling?
Yes, I have a sister.
But she is staying with her lover.
In that moment, I realized, I was a complete loner.
Eating alone, when my mother finally came home.
She has food in her hands, I knew it--
She was with his new found Mister.
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THE CURE FOR LONELINESS
PoesíaCollection of amateur poetry from a teen located somewhere in Asia. Grammar lapses may be observed, please bear with me, I will re-read from time to time and change everything what's needed to be changed. Change -- such a simple word to say, if only...
