Finally;
They finally learned how to love me;
I can now feel them care and worry;
And see them giving me attention-how merry!
Some gave me thanks, while some kept saying sorry;
Why do you aplogize, dear crony?
You never did anything faulty
Can't you see? I'm finally happy.
For I can now feel their love for me
As I lie in this coffin, lifeless, and devoid of any vitality;
One by one, they walked in just to see my body
Now I feel like a famous celebrity.
The corners of my lips curled up; smiling bitterly
Wanting to shout and scream so loudly
Why didn't you tell me those words that might have made me happy
When I was still living in this world full of negativity?
But I do know the answer, honestly;
For regret is stronger than any emotionality
Oh, look how much they regret their insensibility
As they lost me, yet learned to love me-finally.
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A Sad Clown's Poetry
PoetryA clown's duty is to make others happy. But making herself happy is another story. This book contains all her poetry- The things she couldn't say to anybody.
