Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Bleak

So, so different
So many colours
And so difficult
To understand.

You're just another
But then again
You're so different
And difficult.

Too bad you're not a genius
Rue that, but it will not help.
I guess its time all over again
To take the long path home.

Too bad you think its not your fault
And you begin to sympathize
I hope that you can understand
That you begin to realize.

So, many choices,
Yet there are none.
Fore' you finish this
Fun you've started.

So, what are you gonna
Do about this?
Will you let it all be
A waste of your time?

Too bad you're not a genius
Rue that, but it will not help.
I guess its time all over again
To take the long path home.

Too bad you think its not your fault
And you begin to sympathize
I hope that you can understand
That you begin to realize.

So you begin to talk
Like you've understood
Like the tiger has come
Right Out of the woods.

So, so different
So many vivid colours
And so damn difficult
To understand.

Smudged all over the canvas
Making your senses weak
Your thoughts seem like the canvas
The future looks bleak.

1 comment:

Bharath Ranganathan said...

Very pessimistic. Beautiful, nonetheless. :)