I'm not in my conscious mind,
Malibu, Malibu, Malibu,
One after another,
Knock, down it goes.
Every yawn,
Tires me more,
I'm blank with words,
Thus these I write.
My worries,
My problems,
Who knows?
No one knows.
I keep it to myself,
Keeping a jovial face in front,
A fate I cannot proceed,
A responsibility I abide to.
This road,
Has diverted many thoughts,
Many of you wonders about my choice,
But I assure you this,
I'm sure of what I do,
What is best,
Not for myself.
I hope,
God hears my prayers,
to put my fate on hold,
While I finish my responsibilities.
Friday, January 11, 2008
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