Friday, 31 January 2014

MYSELF

By Tagawah

When I think about myself,
I almost laugh to death
My life has been a great joke
A dance that's  walked
A song that's spoken
When I think about myself

Through those hills and valleys
I have walked
Like a mirror reflects an object
That has been terrorized
That has been build and destroyed
I laugh so hard I almost choke
When I think about myself

My life is a question mark
A beginning with uncertain  ending
A river with no source
A shell of fresh curved
I laugh so hard I almost choke
When I think about myself

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