Thank You
Two words, eight letters.
A phrase I wanted to say
but sometimes failed to.
I heard it often times
but sincerity isn’t there.
They just spoke it but never prove it.
I’m asking myself,
how could I show that mine is real?
That my gratitude is sincere?
All I wanted is to say that phrase.
To say “Thank you” to all
who doesn’t make me feel alone.
Yet I can’t tell nor show them
for I am still me feeling alone
and that’s the reason why they left.
They left without realizing something,
something they should have done.
To believe that I really am thankful.
They misunderstood my actions,
actions that I’ve shown them.
They say it was just an acting.
Nonetheless, I’m still thankful
that they came in my life.
If only they can hear me say,
“Thank you.”
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