One starts thinking
What kind of life is one leading
Is this where one is heading
Would it be to one's ability
To keep up with humility
Against life's cruelty
Is one able to face with credibility
Though one starts the day with anticipation
With all the apprehension
It ends with depression
With life's sick admonition
1 comment:
The cat is cute....it'll be cuter if it doesnt have a freakin GUN wit it
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