Single - Poem by Vera Sidhwa
I talk to the walls,
And sing to myself while cooking.
No children in the house to sing to.
No beau to hmm to.
I have to shower in the bathroom,
With no one to shout,
To get out.
I am alone.
I am lonely?
I am alone?
Am I on my own?
Which way you look at it, I stand alone.
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