I contradict myself in everything I do, every poem I write, and every answer I give, They tell us our opinion matters. But, how can it if we live in a world that constantly changes? How can it when you feel like you are stuck in that world and you're always two steps behind the others? How can it when you feel like you're older, more mature, wiser, when you feel different from everyone around you? It matters because everyone's different in every way, shape, and form you can think of. Why should that limit us? We're all different. We shouldn't brought down because of it. Besides, doesn't being different, makes us all the same?
Poems by: Jessica and Aparupa
Cover by: CorkyPorky


27. Lost

Two has now become one,

With the fading sun.

One moment passed,

And I became alone.


Where have you gone,

And why did you leave?

You were here one second,

Now I'm trying to hard to breathe.


What did you look like?

How did you sound?

I can't even remember your voice,

Or the feel of your hand in mine.


We had so many memories.

Memories we shared,

And those yet to be lived.

You just disappeared.


I try to remember,

Yet you keep floating away.

Until eventually,

All I knew of you is lost.


Join MovellasFind out what all the buzz is about. Join now to start sharing your creativity and passion
Loading ...