A pen in my hand Bt i have nothing to write Staring at the four walls Then i remember the empty sits Getting annoyed by the laughter behind my walls Claiming its a nuisance...but am jelous Jelous for knowing my life is empty Emptyness: just a room filled with air Starring at my phone waiting for a call.. Hours pass hoping...maybe a text Then i realise how stupid and foolish i can be I turn the rad...

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