Future tomorrow
I wonder as if the silouhettes are up
I wonder as if the world made is for us
Getting know each other better
Now holding back words of fear and tremendous feeling upto some height
Kinda there is a way to sort out
Is this some thoughts or feeling that make me so unrestful
Such ambitious thoughts coming round rolling up and down my mind
Well i must say am imagining everything
even something or the other makes me so annoyed
Just a feeling separating from this reality that make me supervise on myself
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