it's believable
when they see
you eye to eye
make statement
'first thing in morning'
hopeful you come
back but nothing
is happening.
would you be upset
or wait like yesterday.
world is becoming this way
i can't recall when it started
people just tells you whatever
are we becoming...your call
i'm bombarded with these
whole week; i have patience
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem