Not For Permanent

I don't want to fool myself
I don't want to find the existence
of hope that's destined to never stay

I keep flipping the pages, anxiously
Finding the reasons why
I shouldn't believe
What I see,
What I feel.
The psychotherapist said 
It's a confusion of diversion
The scientist said
Try! Try! And try!

When the sun set
The stars will write up the answers
And I know
They haven't sent the key yet.





P.s.: Actually I've made a draft of a post. Edited the whole thing. Only I didn't post it..because looking at the situation now, I think it's best left unsaid... first. Maybe.

P.p.s.: Nah Amir! Dah update dah pun. xD


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What's on your mind is there for a reason. :)