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ITS ABOUT A PERSONS LIFE.... READ IT AND ULL RELATE TO IT..... |
| Eyes open, the stream of light, comes in through my open window, I look at the sky, so nice and bright, I wish my day to not be low. I walk out of my closet, Wearing what looks the best, I put some luck candies in my pocket, All prepare for the worse and rest Just as i walk out, it starts to pour All drenched and soaked now I still walk through, praying "no more" Hoping still my day is good somehow. I reach my destination, gasping for air I take my chair to sit, i breathe Look around at the rivals around so aware Clueless as they seem. My day goes on, every moment the feel to quit, Somtimes i sit, or run around I yawn, i stretch , i curse n sumtimes regret even feel doomed n burried in the ground. But then like everyday, i pack my bag Swallow the day, n i again wonder As i get in my bed like everynight Hope tommorrow , wont be a blunder. -- Shreya Bhattacharya |