Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Rush and Jane

Things come and go so fast
Time, thought, mind
Much to do
Less time left

Dream can sometimes be the most intimidating thing to have
While all you wanna do is to sit calmly
The rest of your mind drags you to walk on the path, chasing the dream
Even the path is just as blurry as the dream itself

The more I wanna give it up
The more that stubborn-irrational-naïve mind
Forces me to death

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