life.i suppose.

far far away
i see d sun sparkle
creeping up the window so grey
it reaches me n wants my say
on wad shud b his next step
from the world so long that he has kept
his secrets,his desires.his wishes
n all his altered cliches
he wants me to hold his hand
n pull him out of ds drowning sand
afraid is he of his competitors
n more of dose covered cheaters
who cum in a whoosh
and take away all his glory
n leave him cornered ,all so sorry
not fr others,but fer himself
n close him upon his own shelf
he reaches his hand out
for me to hold
but i stay so stout
i don look atr him
thinking my own made problems
are always at brim
becum so self centred has ds world
dat apart from scribbles,nothing else is heard
confined in our own conceptual prison
v seldom look out
out fer wad others need
out fer givin others heed
v stay in our own sweet cyst
n take life as a mist
don have time fer ne1 else
n go just lookin forward,hence
in one straight motive
in one straight desire
to b d 1st,to be always in fire
wen do v look at the other?
to us,wen duz it ever bother?

*period*

this is why i dont complain
evn if no ones dere wen im in pain
i gv dem a sweet smile
n cover their insides so vile
take my sorrows to my own grave
n within me,do i save
all my distresses
all my pain
n let out by d simple rain
fer no body s dere fer me
even though i try hard not to see
i close my eyes lose my own self
n be sumwere in d land of d elf
i fly off within to some dream land
were dere is you ,to hold my hand
i dream,i crawl,i swim,i fly
"up above this world so high
like the daimonds in the sky"

but soon do i realise
that ur moving away
n in ds case i hv no say
i realise u hv ur own miseries
n u cant find d keys
of d door u locked upon urself
but ur ego duznt allow u to cry fer help
not just d case wt u,
but everyone else too
ds is wad life has done
ds is wad cums bak to the story of d sun
all of us r caught up in d same maze
n all v cn see is just haze
not ur fault,not mine,not his
its just the world dats becum a bizz
has it becum self-cntred
has it becum one-motived
has it becum so arrogant
has it becum so captived?

on ds note i end
leavin perceptions in ur mind to blend
n becum summin new
fer ds world to see
n fer something to be..