Just a Little
I cried today,
I cried and cried.
But not as much as I did yesterday.
I'll laugh,
I'll laugh and laugh, tomorrow.
But not as much as I did today.
Yesterday is different.
Different than today.
different than tomorrow
I still remain the same.
Same hair,
same height,
nose and teeth and the other things, too.
I am still me
the imperfect me
that cries often and rarely
that laughs often and rarely.
How often it may seem,
it is never enough.
A day is never enough.
Not enough for me,
I'm too busy laughing,
too busy crying.
Sorry I didn't get your call
please try again tomorrow I might not be crying then
I might also be waiting,
waiting for you to call again.
While I wait,
I laugh and cry.
All I wanted was a little more time.
Perhaps you won't call and i won't laugh or cry, too.
Copyright © Unfamiliar Flower | Year Posted 2018
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