Monday, July 12, 2010


Scratches borne,
Sweat glistened,
Angst dead,
Courage pronounced,

Thirst conscious I stood,

A sound mind,
the only asset worth flaunting seemed jammed.
Death was just a timely change,
the world too small to rob me of any happiness,
parity paired beyond disgust.

Am I really what I want to do.
Do I live for what I desire.
Sadly,am churning myself in incongruous levers of an utterly delicate machinery.
It is not their fault that they expect me to perform,
but mine cause I have planted the wrong expectations.

The time has come again 
either to put things right
Or just to be RIGHT....

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