Sep 2013
Towards the road of sanity
Do I walk
And stumble across the fields
Of judgements
And fall, twice
Or thrice.
Then I fall
Uncountable times.
How you judge me,
Is your business.
But I make it mine.
Do I walk
And stumble across the fields
Of judgements
And fall, twice
Or thrice.
Then I fall
Uncountable times.
How you judge me,
Is your business.
But I make it mine.
Scribbled it fast and rough. Doesn't really has to make sense, you know.
Thursday, September 19, Two zero One three.
© Maria Imran a.k.a RandomlyAbstract.
Thursday, September 19, Two zero One three.
© Maria Imran a.k.a RandomlyAbstract.
