In the Words of the Feeling,
I do not love dreams, I love reality.
I do not believe tomorrow, today I believe.
My life has been, just the relationship with the crop,
I have not meet anyone who just come close to me?
I'm not the world's one, it's just a person's tention.
I do not have to say anymore, just trust myself to do it.
Every time it goes away leaving many questions.
Every time new comes new questions by adding new ones.
I do not believe in those who come to work after words?
I do not have to courage to be afraid of those who fear me?
Copyright © Kishan Sharma | Year Posted 2017
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