22 October 2012
Crumpled pieces of paper containing broken thoughts,
We tried our hardest but in the end,
That is all we got.
Scribbled out words and spelling mistakes,
All that effort put in vain
Our life may not be easy, but we work to keep us sane.
Broken pencils and empty pens,
Unfinished goals in life,
We live to please others
Have a baby, get a wife.
No sharpener or rubber allowed,
In this game we all play,
Nothing to make us sharper or wipe the mistakes away.
Paper and a pencil-
That is all we get,
To write our lives from scratch,
On your marks-
Get set.
Pencils And Pens • Opuss № I