Accidents Poem by Igor Wolfson

Accidents



I'm afraid to open my window
So I won't accidentaly fall out
They don't answer me, those that I fall for
There's a reason for that, not a doubt

It's this season I hate, so this morning I've got me some rain
And for people I hate I get none
How come is that then when you're happy, the world is happy with you
And when you are sad, you're alone?

Saturday, March 8, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: disappointment
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