If only I could disguise myself into everything the world wants me to be..
Not sure how wise it would seem....
Things have been pricking like spines
Its just love for which I pine
I could bear the pain for a time long when there were flowers blossoming along with the creepy thorns
but now I hate even being born...
Born in a world which doesnt let you live without conditions..
I understand that there are situations ....
but are they so grave , that we lose the sense of empathy and sensitivity?
We think we are right always but does that mean we prove everybody else wrong.....
If only for a day , we could think of everything with love ....i am sure that day there would be no pain coz of the thorns but only sweet fragrance of flowers...
Friday, October 1, 2010
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