I used to be happy
Though I'm alone
I used to be free
Though imprisoned with my phone
I used to wait for the time
Now I'm waiting for a sign
Sign to forget all problems of mine
To feel that I'm good, to say that I'm fine
I don't know what happened to me
'Coz all of the sudden, I felt so empty
I used to have a colorful life full of glee
Now living my life, unhappily
Yes I'm not alone
I have my companions
But they're all busy with their phones
And with that, I feel so abandoned
I was forgotten —unreached
I am unwanted —betrayed
This is not I used to be
But this is the new version of me
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ESCAPED WORDS FROM THE UNSEALED MIND
PoetryThese are poems and other random stuffs and they are created by my imaginative mind. They vary on the feelings I have the moment I wrote it. It may be personal or just for fun but these are just my observations that are thought to be untrue so free...
