yesterday has gone with the wind
today is kissing ma mortal eyes
tomorrow is knocking at ma door,
day after tomorrow
may be i would no more
i was alone before,
i am alone today,and i would be alone thereafter,
people come and go,
weep and smile,
speak and listen,
then leave with a fake smile
&
disappear
in the mist of unreliable time,
what remains in the end
is nothing
but
ME FOR ME.........
I look at what I have not and think myself unhappy; others look at what I have and think that I am happy.I must be getting absent-minded. Whenever I complain that things aren't what they used to be, I always forget to include myself.
I'm a contradiction... despise hypocrisy; talk f
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