Being all goody goody

Doesn’t take me any where

I have lost a person

Somewhere down the road


Who was all chirpy

And full of life

Putting their dreams

Before mine


Leaves me partially complete

My soul is parched for more

Gratification of desires maybe

Or narrating the untold stories


And feeling the rain

Till the last drop

I refuse to give up, though

I got to stay mindful.

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