Waiting for the reply
Is really no fun
I do reason with you
With all my might I agree with you
But then,
I’m been paid back in my own coin
Every now and then I dream
I see illusions
I hear your voice here and there
I imagine all sorts of things
It’s as if am going mad
Living in a world of my own
But then, why should I doubt
Except I’ve been trending the wrong way
If that is the case,
That means I’ve failed
I mean failed as a creature
And not fit to exist
Whatever your reply might be
Let this fact linger on
That you’ve stirred my “me”
And that
I will always love you by me
Dead or alive
