It first happened some years back
When it was unbelievable
But it has happened again
And this time around it is painfully doubtful
I saw an outline of utopia
In an aura of refreshment
Why am I deceiving my self?
Why the inspiration
What of the fear of tomorrow?
I never knew I was some part flesh
Always assumed I was stone dead
The fleshy part bled dry
And the stony part squeezed it the more
The contents drained into my future
Which I have neatly stored
Please do have a sip
And comment on my own philosophy
I do like a lot of people
But who are you that I should like?
I had never liked you
I had always loved you!
You can love everybody
But you cannot fall in love with them all
But out of everybody there is somebody
You are somebody
