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Saturday, November 11, 2006

Why do i want to live in this world?

Why do i want to live in this world?
Why do i want to stay alive?
Give me a reason
Why should i not jive?

Why should i not be with her?
Why should i not love her?
Give me a reason
Why does her image always blur?

Why does reality bite?
Why does she always teach me to give up?
Give me a reason
Why should i even live up?

Why are 2 hrs is not enough?
Why are hours lesser than minutes?
Give me a reason
Why should i live life in pickets?

She walks on the road
not knowing where to go
The streetlights mislead her
But the torch doesnt stop to glow

She throws the torch in order to walk
not knowing power is scarce
The streetlights go out
and the world seems a farce

Why should she not hold hands?
of truth and of reality
The streetlights will always be there
but about the lights, there is no guarantee!

Why should i not hold her hands?
Why should she be alone in this world?
Give me a reason
Why do i want to live in this world?

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