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»Always online«

by Maureen Direro, August 16, 2016

A simple hey would make my day,
but instead you keep silent
yet you always online.
Treating me like I lured you to my life,
I was single and happy,
Praying for my child,
Working for my child...
Studying for my child,
You chose to come,
Bulldozed yourself into my life.
Now when I need you,
you always online but never respond...
How am I supposed to feel?
You got me feeling unimportant,
I lost someone I loved because I gave you a chance.
And now you always online but can't say hi.
It kills me,
it drives me insane,
that on our first night,
you planted a seed I must carry,
But never there when I need you,
But you always online...
I have this strength given by God,
As I have raised my first child,
This one too I should get strength from the Lord...
Although you are always online,
You play no role in my life nor your child's life

Written: January 2016
Tags: Anger

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