What we believe cannot be true

 

Growing up waiting for rain to stop,
I wish whole day to play and hop.
Books, studies were so delusive,
People say knowledge is expensive.

It was for me for rest of my life,
i paid my freedom and joyous to re-build myself.
As i grew young, things turmoiled more in my head,
To hang out with friends and chat like a nerd.
 
Girl next door was like a horizon to grab,
Friends break out all time to hide my crib.
Tomorrow would be a bright day,
I use to think before i sleep.
 
It never been the way i thought,
no matter where sun rises and how day starts.
Now, i stand to think all days,
it's just a memory and smile on my face.
 
Though i've moved on to a new station,
but the fight is still on and facing same reactions.
Bewildered sense and unknown desires,
still we fight and live what we aspires.
 
A belief to be like my father when i grow old,
I still remain the stubborn kid,
With many wounds from luck and story unfold.
A day to be as caring as my mother,
But i will make kids nothing but a smuther.
 
With love things change around they say;
But for her i've become a reason to be dismay.
Hope i will compete with the run away of my life,
Coz' Till now what i believed wasn't true in my life.




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