I don’t know why Iam still chasing this dream
by making it run into many a tones of a ream.
Now that Iam defeated and as I lie
I can’t understand, this, to me, happening why.
I have been leading a life like that of a blind
as well as someone who has nothing in the mind.
Yet there is one thing tah ti do is just to heave a sigh
I cant understand, to me, is happening why.
So, God, I’ll always have this question
as, to me, you gave all this apprehension.
While I meet you above beyond the blue sky
I was made endure this, please tell, why.
Being stranded, I am finding hard to breath
and its as though, has been placed on me, a wreath .
Though it’s as good as am already out to die
I can’t understand, this, to me, happening why.
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