now i see
that you have more time for yourself
more time, more time.
but deep down i feel that you don’t like it,
as you keep making yourself busy,
just like a poem i have once read.
now i see
that you have more time for yourself
more time for family
but somehow i feel far
which i don’t like
just like tar
it stains.
now i see
that you finally realize
of what become of me
not like what you ever want
now i see
that you finally realize
that i'm not like what u thought
now i feel
the looks from your eyes,
of how they see
i feel vulnerable.
now i feel
guilty of what i am
not being what you want
i’m sorry of what i done.
now i feel
guilty of what i done
not being a man like you want.
now i even wish
wish for a miracle
as when i wake up from sleep
and be of what i should
in your dream.
now i even wish
wish for a wish
so I can wish
to be what you wish.
now i am sorry
now i’m sorry
of not being……
now i feel
like tornado twirling
confuse
angry
sad
etc…etc…
it is complicated
now the only word i can say
only sorry i can say
sorry, sorry, sorry…
maybe i don't get the intended meaning.
ReplyDeletebut it is a nice poem anyway. (: