Why not?
Once, the fortune teller told me
others agreed to
but why?
i do not understand
why can’t?
why others can?
why no one believes in me?
i strongly remained my stand
until you prove me wrong and others right
Picking up the pieces
While picking up the broken pieces, slowly…tracking each of them
reality hit all in a sudden, giving no warning
witnessing the handful of broken pieces collected, dropping and shattering all on the floor in slow motion
all pieces even more shattered and broken than before
realizing..there is no longer a reason to pick them up
squatting down..tears fall and wet the bloody fingers
