I often hear their stories
Of how falling in love lifted their worries.
They told me I have been missing out
But I hear nothing of this. I don’t hear them shout!
To have someone to call your own, they say
As if you can own a person, I dare say.
Why can’t they see that I am fine on my own?
I am fine being just by myself until my hair is grey and I am nothing but bones.
Another way to do well
Another chance for the better
Always trying to get better
Another time to do your best
Another chance to be at your best
Maybe in another planet,
Maybe in another lifetime,
But not now
she looked at me with sad eyes – they were puffy from crying
it’s one of those sad days when you just want to escape – feel like flying
away, just far away from here
far away from this daunting fear
yet reality was there in front of me
we were imprisoned and I wanted to be set free
I wanted to see her dance and sing
oh! the joy that it used to bring
I pictured enjoying the new year, with her and the family
us sitting at the table, eating happily
yet here we are with the news we dreaded
we all knew where this was headed
like every hurdle, we’ll get through this, I know
it’s just I feel like breaking sometimes — my smile is just for show
I’m doing this all for her, I need to stay strong
and one day, she’ll be able to sing that familiar song