i'm bored, bored of this...
missing my drinking buddy. Missing my formal life.
Its not like its nt good but just something felt amiss i cant tell what it was
yet i cant say i am not enjoying myself.
how contradicting...
Maybe when people grow up, they start havin their own lifes, and i m having mine.
It starts to distance, and i became distant too.
what makes me today ain sufficent for tomorrow.
What makes me tomorrow, makes me worry for the next.
what if one day i call for a stop. Could i by then?
what if the luck runs out?
or maybe a simple word 'content' sld do the trick.
HaHa stop thinkin so much.. BOO
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