Wish it all ended,
Wish it never happened,
Wish to never see no face,
Wish to never hear a voice,
Wish to never face a shadow,
Wish it all ended,
Wish it never happened.
Opening my eyes to a broad day light,
The sun shining bright on my eyes,
Pouring rain melting the mind,
Chirping birds following the smile.
Wish it never end.
And face that never seem to vanish,
Sitting on the damp wood bench,
Putting thought on a path danser than maze,
Who am I to think worse for whats actually best,
And who am i to think best for whats actually worse.
- Zainab Fatima.
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imagine
Fantasythe things u imagine, the things u see ... does matters..... it depends on u
