Wednesday, January 7, 2009

sometimes i dont wana be
n the other times, people dont let me be
sometimes i just give up
n the other times i have to give up
sometimes i just think
n the other times, i dont have a choice other than to think
But there were times, that i lived for myself
Times when i came to know who i am
When i too had a free will
When times just walked n i ran
Time is our God
It can make us do anything, or nothing
N we r faithful dogs
Who depend on it for everything without ever barking or biting
I have watched time tick on doing nothing
I have been helpless to its perturbing
N here it continues..

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