Mortified
I don't know if a time came when I will be justified
My performance would be justified
Who'd have thought that it would be embarrassing
Good thing I can hide my feelings
I count the minutes, seconds
The time that passes I tried to beckon
When would this be done
If it's done will I still be able to stand?
Five minutes
That's all it takes to erase everything everyone thinks of us
So I plastered my fake smile
As I was walking down the aisle.
I was waking at the back
Talking with someone about the quack
I didn't notice you then
I lift my head and you were there
I tried to think of hiding somewhere
I stopped walking and talking
You smiled at me with your most genuine smile
You walk towards me
I was so embarrassed that time I don't want to see your smile.
The time stands still
I dunno what's happening
You were not satisfied by giving me your smile, you showed instead your two thumbs up
Still you were not satisfied
You walk towards me and pat my back
I told you it was embarrassing
And you answered no it was amazing
I think you know I gave what I can
That's enough for you I guess
So I pat you back, you touched me again
With your smile still on your face
Then with a simple one I bade you goodbye
That's when I totally know,
Gosh I am screwed!
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Poems, Prose, Thoughts
PoesieThis is a collection of some Poems, prose, short stories, lines I wrote in the past few months and years about love, friends, life, faith, random thoughts and memories. Like some of the writers, I WAS also in love with a memory, an echo from anoth...
