In this
lonely road...
Am
without a resolute...
My
beliefs strangled...
And am
without a walking stick...
Expectations
crushing me...
Their
weight wearing me...
My
shoulders weakening...
My
smiling facade withering...
I wish
to throw them away...
But then
I hurt the ones who love me the most...
I’ve
justifications; But meaningless...
I can’t
do it; neither can I walk anymore...
Give me an ambition...
So I
can tear the veil of predictions upon me...
Give me
the vision...
So I
can find my calling...
Give me
the strength...
So I
can rise above everything....
wow! wat a prayer.. ey give me ambitions not burdens,,,. awake my curiosity...
ReplyDeleteya.... let life give me those... those are the things, i lack in my life....
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