In the middle of the night,
I search for words that rhyme,
My dictionary tired with time,
My words now, doesn’t even rhyme!
I wonder what has changed,
Me or I, who is to blame,
For the days that passed,
I was still here in Earth,
But my phone never rang!
I am not in hurry,
I promise not to bury,
My innocence in return of my old age,
I am here to cherish,
The unloved souls that everyday perish,
Yet they long for the love night and day,
I am tired of laughing at their illogical love game!
Love, what do they know of it?
Just a simple “I love you” is that it?
I am insomniac,
But I ain’t a maniac,
I deny following the crowd for the sake of a perfect and happy ending,
I am better off if I am just breathing,
I don't wanna be loved for who I am not,
I am just me,
My age took toll,
but I am free,
my mind, my soul,
all in one piece.
I still search for words that rhyme,
In this cold summer night,
along with the stars that has kept me alive!