I have to write or rather type as a matter of fact. I am too bottled up now.
I have lost the sense of belonging. I shouldnt have come back. I feel that I dont belong here. But what am I to do.
I thought wrong in so many ways,
I thought wrong in believing,
I thought everything was ok, I really did.
I thought wrong.
Then come the next question, why?
But what am I to do?
I thought I had a chance.
Everything was so good, almost too good.
It was so surreal till the truth hits me.
I thought wrong.
But what am I to do?
I thought I was forgiven.
I thought I had a direction, a focus.
I thought wrong, now that it is in the light.
Everything I thought of is shattered.
Millions of pieces, my dreams, my hopes.
How am I ever to mend it back.
But what am I to do?
So here's your holiday, hope you enjoy this time, you take it all away..
It was mine, so when your are dead and gone..
Hope you remember this night twenty years now lost,
its not right
