I feel the winds of change,
I hope i am not wrong,
There is an optimism in the air,
or am i just hoping against hope?
My brain tells me not so soon,
My heart is not so sure,
My heart would like to believe
Or is just the rest of my being?
Are those signs
or is it my imagination?
Is it an escape,
or is the real thing
Escape from all that is mundane
But then again how do u define the real thing?
Can important decisions be spontaneous
Or has the thought always being there
Can your convictions change so soon
With no drastic happenings?
Why can’t i wait to know
I need a crystal ball
Uff i hate the wait
Come on winds of change,
A gust of wind or a light cool breeze,
Make me feel optimistic
Make me a new person
And Come On Now!
I read this – and it is unlikely to make sense but then again my blog my freedom
and to give u something other than my ridiculous garrulous post to comment on – let me add i complete exactly one year of blogging today.
Yay…i didn’t expect to survive!