Bye Bye Becca
Bye Bye Becca
Rang through my ears in hell
I had to do the dishes now
But couldnt do them well.
The mopping and house cleaning
Looked me in the eye
Becca lift that pen and write
But all i did was cry.
Who will drive the children home
And polish off the car
I used to write, I used to dream
But now im just a fallen star.
Wake up Becca, wake up girl
I shot up with a start
Oh forget these mundane things
And pen with all your heart.
Poem by Farrah Veronica Sinha
Copyright © Farrah Veronica Sinha | Year Posted 2016
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