Just Another Song From My Closet
Looking back at the road I’ve been
trying to search my foot prints in
but they have been rubbed
but they have been smudged
and now am lost
I search a little harder
so I see them on the sides
and everything comes up to me
like a flashback in front of my eyes
all the times I thought I was being wise
and now am lost
I hate this feeling tat am in
it hurts, it aches
n I got nothing to put at stake
n the words of wisdom prick like a pin
everything tat seemed right turned wrong
everything tat seemed wrong turned right
now at the dawn of the dusk of my life
I only have one wish of turning back time
I have lost my mind
I have lost my soul
somebody help me am lost to the core
am slipping outta my own hands
its been a month am wearing the same old pants
aimlessly wandering on the road I’ve been
trying to search my footprints in.
Copyright © Priti Bhosale | Year Posted 2013
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