#8 The Other Side

The way you were hurt,
Have you ever thought about the other side?
If the other side might be hurting too.

Is the world only containing..
Black and white solely?
What about the grey and other colors?

The other side
The forgotten and unforgiven side
Nobody ever wants to give a damn
Not even a single ---

Have you ever wondered..
If there's flow of unstoppable tears
At the other side

Oh, nobody cares
Even if it's gonna bleed to the end..
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The Sunday when I wrote this piece, I was so emo. Stressed and depressed. Because at that time, I had a hard time with my own friend whom I considered as a good friend.
It was hard that things got awkward between us after the incident and we barely talk like normal. Maybe she was taking her time back then. In front of everybody, I smiled and acted normal. As if nothing happened. But once alone in my room, I felt the heavy burden of depression. The silent treatment she gave me, as if punishing me though I apologized for whatever wrong I did (it was a misunderstanding).
Trying not to feel the pain in my heart that much, I kept myself busy re-arranging and cleaning my stuffs in the room. Then, when I get hold of paper and pen, I just couldn't stop myself from writing down what I felt that time.
So, that is what I did. It wasn't so proper (I guess) compared to the Best Friend forever poem but that is just what I had in mind on that time.

p.s: Things had gone better between me and my friend and the awkward-ness is gone. Thank God :)