The Price

I stare at the stars at starry night
As if they know you and see my plight

I am tired of looking for you for so many years
As if Almighty God doesn’t care and hear my prayers

I don’t know why I can’t impress anyone
I would change my past if those old days return

I did many wrong things now I am paying the price
As if I am going through hell to reach paradise
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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