Sunday, September 17, 2006

At The End Of it All

Life sometimes took
All the energy I had
Even the so called ‘point of view’
Was just a shattered image I didn’t recognized

And I got sickI
got tired of pretending
This artificial strength
This phony smile

At some point, after the lonely journey,
I realize that all I need is just a home
For my restless soul..

Ya Rabb,
Let me in, please let me in..

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