Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Missing


One day I’m missing.


Nobody notice.


Then after a day,


My family starts searching me.


Then after a while,


My friends are looking for me.


Then they start to panic


And try to remember


What was me in the last day they met me.





After a useless time and efforts,


I’m still missing


They grieve for me for a while,


Then they continue their lives.


But I still missing


And always missing.


What was I for them


When I’m still around?


If I’m that matter,


Why nobody notice when I’m missing?


I guess I’m going to missing forever


Till I succeed to let you know,


What it’s like to live without me.