Looking at an empty space,
Imagining things that are hard to get,
I remember what my Mother said…
“You have to work hard in order to get it”.
I looked at the other side,
Saw you standing by her side,
You held her hand and smiled,
Ouch! What a painful sight.
Blinded by the tears rolling from my eyes,
My heart is beating fast.
I’m having like a heart attack,
Bleeding, slowly driven to death.
I worked hard as what my Mother said,
But still i go unnoticed.
Loving you
Is like a betting game.
I do not care if I lose
Because being in your arms
Is a winner’s cradle.
