With You…

When I cannot arrange my syllables in coherent succession
I am deeply sorry…
No Sir, I am truly sorry
No Sir, You are an asshole
What am I doing?
And what is my purpose?
I am lost just like you are
But you have a reason to lead astray
And I don’t
I am still a little girl seeking the truth
And somewhere along the path I stumble
And fall.
My life comes to halt but the world keeps moving around
And so does the years.
I am with you today
I will be alone tomorrow
You are the people, who come and go
In and out of this little space called life,
It shrinks as I reach my end,
Yet its vacuum grows
Yes, I am deeply sorry for my promiscuous deeds
Yet, I smile like a devil
And screw around with the rest of them
Today I am with you
Tomorrow I shall be a saint
And you… you will not exist
You scavenge from what the others have left
And you call me a complete fool!
Ha, what is it like to dissolve into one’s ignorance?
And ha, I am aware of what you will never know
Yes, I am deeply, truly sorry
Not for your ignorance, but for my pending punishment
They make a whore out of themselves
I only stab from back
And for that you must know
That there is a meaning to every word I write today
If you failed to decipher it, you shall fail to know what I am
And with that you shall fail me.

02-Sept-2006