The unhappy pillA Poem by ShanaADepress man who's talking to his drugsThe unhappy
pill Who are you? Where you came from? What do you want from me? Why did you come here? Are you here to accompany me? Well, I guess I can allow you here Since I’m alone in this dark room And I want to have someone to talk You haven’t answer my questions Yet, I already knew what you are going to say Seem like I could hear your voice somewhere Is this some kind of magic powers you possess? You really made me happy right now Though I can’t see your face I don’t even know who you are But I can feel that we are one We are meant to meet each other Every time you speak in my mind, it hurts But I can bear it, because it’s you Thank you my unhappy pill © 2020 ShanaA |
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Added on February 5, 2020 Last Updated on February 5, 2020 |