I don’t understand why you died.
Leaving me alonein this cruelworld.
What painmust have you felt, through the maskof faking that smile.
People know you as shyand an introvert, but I know you well.
They see you as a silentsoul, but I know how much you observed.
But now you became, the one they want.
Being bold, an extrovertand many more things.
Now they say, that they missmy oldside!
But I know the truth, that you are gone forever.
Sometimes I scream, I object, God!
I siton the floor, taking time to reflect.
Trying to understand, but this can’t be real,
You have left, How will I dealwith everything, everyone?
I want to be angry, you are gone, but I can’t.
Prayingto God, I need help, But really, I just missyou.
-Your Lazy Poet.