I was left in the middle
Where everything was like a riddle
I try to keep on answering
All the things I've been wondering
Why am I here?
Where are you dear?
I want you near
I tried to fight my fear
I was left in the middle
Big chances has turns into little
I shouldn't be asking
I should stop hoping
For you to answer your phone
Because It is now clear
You left me here alone
I'm in the middle, wiping all my tear
YOU ARE READING
Unspoken Thoughts
PoetryAs a human, we have millions of thoughts. It was compose of both positive and negative. But have you ever experienced having a deep thoughts about life or even about yourself, but because of the society where you belong you learned to keep it on you...
