It's the 6th of November
and I'm more alone, than I've ever been.
I was hoping that one of those,
who calls him-/herself a friend of mine,
would remember to give me a call
and just ask, how I'm doing.
But then it occured to me
that I've spent my whole life
worrying about others' problems
and smiling to people,
who never take time to smile back.
And then it didn't matter.
whether it was the 6th of November
or June 21st.
If I am so easily forgotten, the date might be too!