Right

Right

I always thought I was right.
And no one had told me I was wrong.
I was right about the birds,
The trees and the breeze.

I was right about people,
Their opinions,
Their facts,
And their fashions.

I was right about playing.
I always won.
I would always ask,
Myself to run.

I then noticed,
How boring my world was.
Nobody left to talk to,
And no one to talk about too.

by Vera Sidhwa

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