Until the next crisis

floating high above the world in my bubble
i look around and see my kind.
trapped in the maze of peer pressure alike
forcing ourselves to like our dislikes.


Life, it isn't supposed to be this hard.


saying the words they want to hear
seeing the things we want to see
hearing only what we want to hear.

then you'll come along
a sent arrow knowing full well
its aim and target.
one hears this voice
"hello!!!"


the prick has made its presence felt.


you say the words you want to say
see the things you don't want to see
hear the things you know you don't want to listen


I thank you for being there my friends.
until the next crisis

I love you guys

P.S. there no pic of navjot(f) so i' m mentioning you.

Navjot