when u pray for something so much n it just doesnt work out.. when this happens more than once.. or twice.. then u wonder if ur praying that much was a curse.. cursing something by praying for it.. doens tmake sense.. then again neither am i making any sense these days..went to uni after two days.. came back from uni after just 1.5 classes.. the teacher just wasnt making any sense..

stare i shall at time.. as it passes by.. wonder i shall as tides go by.. echo will those goodbyes that i heard in years that passed.. living in the past... with a lost present.. with no tomorrow that i see..

i got the get my priorities in order.. b4 i loose that i have.. in remorse of wat i lost..

lost r the days of joy... lost r the days of innocence.. lost r the ppl i knew.. lost is the time i had.. lost is the morning i saw.. lost i am... lost i am...