Again

They tend to tell you the wrong things that you've done

But they forget about themselves.

Oh dear! truly frightening.

The sound of the wind

That echos through the wings

A fly that doesn't breathe fire

Wings that are as thin as paper

Dragonfly lost in water

Living in such a short life

But free to be where it wants to be

Dragonfly that can be preyed.

Like all living things,

It's gonna be my day soon.

I hope you remembered.

Greet me something warm,

Something that I could remember

Until my last breath in this earth.

It's been days

Maybe months

You ignored me.

I am feeling tired to be forgotten.

But don't forget me

Until now I'm still waiting,

When would you notice

That I'm just here.

Everyday.

Just a little 'hi' would do.

Even for a brief moment to talk to you