Sunday, April 03, 2005

Turn Left

Turn Right

Fate plays cruel games on people.

It leaves people hanging on the line

With no space left to think ot breathe

With nothing but some broken dreams.

Fate may decide one day

To tear our lives apart

It may decide one day

That this is but a dream

With all but broken dreams and pain

With nothing but ourselves to blame

We walk this round alone

We walk this path of lonliness

Too slient , too cold, too far

Should life decide to be kind

One day we could be

Happy together

Being as joyful as can be

Yet no one knows what the future holds

I can only pray that it would be kind

Kind but not too cold

Cruel but not too harsh

For in this life I know

That many times its not fair

As alone and scared as I am

I wil not want to fall