Hello, stranger,
You look so sad!
That’s ’cos the life seems to you not good
And not bad.
The smile or tan never touch your face.
You just keep walking,
No shadow, no trace.
And nobody’s going to ask you “Why”,
And nobody cares whether you cry.
Let the fog and mess stay out of your mind.
You used to be so gentle and kind;
You used to have so many pictures on the wall;
And now all the frames are empty, that’s all.
That’s all just a time when you live now and here,
So, stranger, hello and goodbye, take care…
By Marya Zuzina, MSU student |