It's different, It's bizarre,
It's annoying, it's disturbing,
Whatever it is,
Is making me restless,
Has taken away my peace,
And is alike the same old feel.
Yeah this is the same way,
I felt a year or two back,
When I saw her feeding you by her own hands.
Yeah I better know,
She's your said sister although.
Accepted you were working,
That's why she was spoon feeding,
But to me,
That was killing.
And it's again how today I felt,
After I saw that snap.
Yeah that one,
Your hands on her shoulder you kept,
I just don't know her,
Is she your friend or what?
But why is that bothering me?
Why am I thinking over it?
No matter how much i pretend,
But I do care. Okay I accept.
But what about this feel?
Is this jealousy?
Oh please!
Don't tell me! >_<
I've never been jealous ever,
No matter, happened whatever.
But why now?
This emotion came in, but how?
Am I getting insecure?
Why should I be for?
You're a just a friend of mine,
Thinking about it,
I'm wasting so much of time.
It's time for me to sleep,
Okay!
Good night -_-
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From The Pen Of MYSTERIOUS MANSI
Poetry***Unedited*** 'She's the words she pen, She's the one with no pain, She see world through different eyes, Happiness all over is what she finds, Smile is something always plastered on her face, All thanks to GOD, It's him on whom she's full faith.' ...
