Pssst...whats that voice i hear?
Psst...Sweta, it said,
from the deep confines
within my head.
heres free counsel
you'd normally dread.
pssst...always be polite
to the seemingly small
thelewala,plumber,watchman et al
everyone deserves respect!
no job's that abject.
psst...you're free
do what your heart says,
you alone reap eventually,
the fruit of your inabilities,
to say no, trying so hard to please.
psst...take time
smell flowers, pet dogs,
feel the sunshine!
pittering pattering raindrops...
psst...wrong decision!
but the textbook says so,
listen to the inside,
on which you can rely,
proclivity's magic wand….
psst...whos out there?
its a dark night, i'm alone,
say something
sounds seem louder
shapes odder.
psst... have faith
listen to me
I’m the real you
hear me out
see yourself fly!
Saturday, March 08, 2008
PSStttt....!
spun from dream-dust into a mirror by coffeeismypoison at 8.3.08
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