Even if we want
We cannot develop our country,
because here
The poor don't dare to question
Middle class don't have time to question
And the Millionaires don't need to question

Doubts
can consume your soul,
destroy your
dreams
and
every
inch
of your hope.

I miss your touch
Your love
The simpler things like getting to have a hug
The way you’d rub my stomach if I had a bug
Your tender heart
That you were ever so smart
The way you’d make me smile
And how we’d walk for miles
I miss
Staying up until the morning
Talking with you, that never got boring
I miss your laugh
Your kindness
Your presence
But most of all
I miss
You
x

For the first time
In a long time
I don’t feel at home
And I am truly lost....