4 November 2012
I have failed to fit in your ideal box or pigeon hole
I guess for this someone else shall pay my toll
Maybe one day people will stop to see
Ask themselves why does it always have to be about me
Even the ones you love find it hard to share
Thinking that you should always be there
But this is a human’s greatest fallacy
Believing you will be the one person to live throughout history
But like everything else we all turn to dust
Nature guarantees this is always a must
So just like how you judge me and want to fuss
Nature is there to take care of all of us.
Small Box • Opuss № I