And sometimes...
Sometimes, everything stops making sense.
And sometimes, it doesn't matter if it does.
Sometimes, the nights go on and on. And on.
And sometimes sleep is just an escape.
Sometimes time seems like such a waste.
And sometimes time is all you have.
Sometimes an embrace can be so cold.
And sometimes everything else seems much colder.
Sometimes everything seems like a sham.
And sometimes, you’re the one faking it.
Sometimes the past is all you have.
And sometimes the present is better spent reliving.
Sometimes the future seems so dark.
And sometimes, there's no future at all.
Sometimes you’re sure of what you’re doing.
And sometimes you know you're wrong.
Sometimes it's just one of those times over and over again.
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And I thought I'd be putting up a post about Mumbai!
2 comments:
That was a lovely concoction of words. I hope you don't mind if I put it up on my blog, crediting you of course.
Hope B'bay's treating you good.
Sarika
http://pleiades.blurty.com
sometimes its just one of the many times...
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