Starting Over...

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

I’m trying to find something to base my life upon,
Something in this strange world that goes on and on.
As the years go by and time fades away,
What used to be “good days” are now filled with dismay.
Tomorrow comes, and then again, it goes,
And my ambition to become something more, grows and grows.
Around the corner, yet miles away,
The life I want now, gets closer each day.
All I’ve ever wanted was something to live for,
I don’t want to be this little person anymore.
I’ve been basing my life upon what others think,
I wish I could go back and redo everything, every time an eye would blink.
I’ve fought to become who I am and what I want to be,
I have to remind my self that one day, I will be free.
Free from the rules I followed as a child,
When everything was a game and life was so mild.
Now times have changed and I realize nothing is fair,
And sometimes it seems like nobody even cares.
It’s like no one pays attention to what I feel is best for me,
And what I think about the way some things should be.
I understand now, that I’m pretty much on my own,
And I know a lot of what I can do will never be known.
All the time, I think about everything I can’t say, what I have to keep in,
And by doing this, my thoughts only get more complicated and deepen.
Soon I hope to find out who I am, and what I am meant to become,
I want to know where I’m going, I don’t need to be reminded of where I came from.

-Tatum

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padi likhi ladki or anpad ladki

बेटा घर पर लता है अपनी गर्लफ्रेंड को �

Being A Friend

We have something that holds us together,

Something that made us both better,

Som

bill se bahar nikla chuha

मेकअप की दुकान में ,अक्ल पे पगली लगा क�

muskurate raho

Tum Sada Muskurate Raho Yeh Tamanna Hai Humari,
When I Am With Her

When I am without her,

the sun doesn't shine as brightly.

When I am without her,<

desh bhakti

जहाँ डाल-डाल पर सोने की चिड़िया करती �

YADGARI KE LAMHE

जिंदगी के बहुमूल्य पल बन जाते हैं, लम�

still hold the most space in our hearts.

And then I realized

that to be

more alive

I had to

be less

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A Time to Talk
When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand

The Cake Of Friendship

Preheat the oven of love

With plenty of secrets and hugs.

Mix in giggles and laug