Payphone
I was at a payphone trying to call home. They can’t be reached. I realized mom and dad won’t be able to pick up No one will call me to go home earlier Now, I feel like home is where my parents are I have no one to call anymore Trying to call friends, they were busy As I was walking down the sidewalks I reminisce, how I was crying my eyes out I got hungry, craving for a barbeque I went downtown These thoughts made me anxious I laughed, trying to hide the pain Deep down, I was always alone But at least I have peace of mind - Naya Read more of my poetries at https://nayawrites.blogspot.com https://www.instagram.com/p/CQMPAHXpzui/?utm_medium=tumblr Please DO NOT PLAGIARIZE!