here we go again
here it comes one more time
the sound of an eerie feeling,
the creepiness had just begun.
have you seen my old friend?
did she pass by you?
have you seen her walk ahead?
did she made it through?
I was scorching around, through thick and thin
looking for answers, anywhere within
screamed for help, gasped my plea
I was checking each place but you were nowhere to be found
the four corners of this room
have witnessed how difficult it is
being left alone,
being all consumed and doomed.
the faded purple curtains were swinging by the window
as I was sitting on the couch,
losing hope for tomorrow.
have you seen her?
yes, my old friend!
did she pass by you?
no?
I miss her
I miss having her
I miss how she wonderfully displays in my face
I miss how I would wear it, and people would appreciate.
I have lost her.
I have lost my smile.
I have lost my freedom.
now I'm left with questions,
and so many false reasons why.
