Obligation,
Why it exists
Makes decisions hard,
Left my life so guity to live.
Who say's it's easy
In the first place?
Have been hard,
And will always be.
Why give me hope
To bring me despair,
Why make me jump,
To only see me fall?
You're nice to me,
So let's just be it.
Why am I obligated
To all that you've done?
I never did mention
That I'd do some returns,
I never did felt that way;
I never felt that I owe you.
Yet I'm still obligated,
To your extreme kindness,
That I definitely appreciate,
But I still owe you no favour.
For your love,
I'd return love,
For your kindness,
I'll remember you all my life.
-A piece of Junaidah's thoughts
Wednesday, March 30, 2005
Tuesday, March 29, 2005
Mayhem of my own
It's a mayhem,
Stuck in a mess,
Everything is a blur,
I could only murmur.
I am punk'd,
I am busted,
Who did this to who?
Was it me or was it you?
-A piece of Junaidah's thoughts
Stuck in a mess,
Everything is a blur,
I could only murmur.
I am punk'd,
I am busted,
Who did this to who?
Was it me or was it you?
-A piece of Junaidah's thoughts
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