Dear mother
Why is it that
Some will stay
But many will go?
Are they busy?Dear father
Why is it that
Those we care of
Never seem to know?
Are they in a hurry?Dear brother
Why is it that
The people we trust
Often replied no?
Are there better things to worry?Dear sister
Why is it that
Those who laughs with you
Are also those who ignores you?
Aren't they your friends?
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Mind of Mine
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