Wednesday, March 7, 2012


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.