Wednesday, 20 May 2015

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The wind outside is quieter than the racket inside
Do I look like a target to shoot on?
I come with an open heart
Leaving all feelings of resentment aside
And yet I find myself back to square one

A mother's love is never questioned
But only accepted as it is...
I've seen many and felt the warmth of a few too
But this one is really tough to compete

Money cannot buy happiness nor love
People are fools if they believe it to do so
Everything seems to be questioned
Ulterior motives and make beliefs
Superiority complex I cannot digest

Stubborn can and will I be
Just because I don't believe in your bullshit
Doesn't make me less of a human being
But only makes me rise higher!!!







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