I was sitting alone
Having soemthing in mind,
stinging me with memories.
The Pain- I never felt.
Wish I had tears left,
Which got lost aong ago
My fate felt so persistant
Oh, god! I can't even cry.
I'm missing you a lot,
Enough of these resoponsibilities,
they are tearing me apart everyday.
I'm still a child you see,
I can't live like this.
Come back dad, atleast for me.
Deepu Krishnan Nair
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