Boredness awaits me all night,
Loneliness knows me by chance or by fate?
Almost every night, I am back to square.
Anticipating someone was there for me,
but unfortunately, no one.
Buried in my books all day long,
to fill the emptiness in me.
Books are no longer my responsibilities,
they are my medicine,
they are my cure.
Too busy for me,
You never did notice,
the times when I really needed you.
I needed some support, and your attention.
Facing all the pressure I had when I'm alone,
where are you.
You were too busy.
I all alone in the dark.
Am I to be blamed,
For I cant be like you,
To stay out late at night.
Is past time more impt than love, support or me?
From a day to more frequent times.
I felt neglected.
Just like what I felt in the past.
Am I to be blamed?
For I am a person different from your world.
I am not into your past time, like you who had big dreams abt it.
I felt left out,
For I can't blend into your world.
I'm into historical, geography,art which you totally turn off at the sight of it.
You always talk abt your past time,
but never did notice the least i want to hear is that past time of yours.
I wanna talk about us, only us.
The interesting happenings happens in your day which I'm more interested in.
I wanna hear you talk more about our future,
the things we can do together, experiencing new adventure.
But you never.
Is there really no common topic we can share?
For now, just let me bear all this pressure and pain alone for I'm alone in the dark now.
You were too busy.
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