WE WANT TO LIVE

Am I asking too much from time?
This year alone is already filled with sadness
and then today she decides to just act up?
I mean today of all days, Haba jama’a?
so after all those sweet words that will pass through my mic to her speakers.
Damn!
I hate 2020
love itself is a shamble disarranged confetti and God will not open the heaven to talk.
How the hell am I supposed to pray when it seems all my requests are on hold?
I can’t even work today and it’s already evening.
Dear God, if you’re listening please
help the guy fixing my laptop to do it in all honesty and I get it tomorrow.
I don’t have money and I don’t want another October debt,
please choose that girl soon cause I’m drinking too much and none of them is listening.

Ruddapoet

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