Friday, February 27, 2004

So many times, I feel as though
I am playing Treasure Hunt with life
So many times when I feel I am almost there
I reach a dead-end, the treasure never to be seen
And I stand there disillusioned, drenched to the bone, tired
Shouting at life not to play this game with me anymore, to give me what I am looking for

All life does is, mock me in return, saying
"Its all your fault
For having interpreted the clue the way you wanted to, not the way it actually read"


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