Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Dec 2013
So many have come and gone
All have found a way
But I'm right where they left me
Taking one step forward
And two steps back.
Now the world has moved on
It looks back and laughs at me
I laugh at me..
They talk in undertones
They smile and smirk
How'd I face them, I've become
An omen of bad luck.
Clare
Written by
Clare  Bangalore
(Bangalore)   
447
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems