Where is everybody, honey?
Are they still around?
Are they using their wings flying through?
Am I left so far away behind?
Don’t they notice I need their hands to help me stand up?
Is there still left a finger for me sobbing my tears that fell down touch the ground?
Where are they, honey, and their lovely eyes?
Do they forget watching me keep standing?
Or do they just forget that they even have eyes to watch?
Are they still around, honey?
As they’ve promised? Don’t they even remember the words they said?
So what it is used, honey, at the room that warm?
Are they still playing that game? The Heart?
Where are they, honey? For the last time I ask,
Is it this easy for them to get lost?
Or just may be they don’t even ever come, do they?
-p.puteri
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