A book to house all my Poetic Explorations |
| Am I to blame if I feel tired of waiting? Every minute I waited for my phone to ring That minutes turn hours, then hours to day Yet I never received even just a single "Hey!" I don't know if I still have the courage to hold on Things are becoming vague, my feelings seem gone. You said you're preoccupied with things at hand In silent acquiescence, I tried to understand. You're busy with work? That is such a lie! I saw you online, yet I never got a reply. Every now and then, I would see you post a feed But to extend a regard, you doesn't seem to heed. |