Missed
© Ferrer Joey Palomar Fesico
Missed ...
There are just no two places to go,
I bribe myself to sleep;
I have forgotten how lovely it is to breathe.
Missed ...
Alone and gazing the streets,
my mind is looking for lovely, a rest;
Everything's seems to be a mess.
Missed ...
Overlooked, now a day of helpless,
Restless and without ease;
Nothing is best.
Missed ...
Empty and vague,
around rouge and all rude;
No hay day, No colors all gray.
Missed ...
Nothing but all unsure,
can't trust, can't praise;
lonesome, an abandoned nest.
all is you, I missed.
