When I count my steps
from home to school
When I count hours
from home to office
I realize what I miss
I understand why I lose
It's the time....
Whether now or long time ago
I've never been able to catch up
The cruel fate of time
Between you and her...
I know I will choke with tears
To accept this irrevocable destiny
That trick me again and again
incapable to refuse nor avoid it
We live in this funny stage
My role now is an antagonist
drool with other happiness
and jealous with other love
But let me choose the ending
'Though my hands will be fastened
And others will accuse what I did
Let this antagonist leaves with peace
Walk in her muddy sticky path
And swallow the poison of love
She will live with her bitterness
Mocking the world with her dirty hands
Till her time will come one day
This antagonist will cease herself
And back to her own Believe....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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