Sunday, April 16, 2006
SHE....
She walks alone, not knowing where the path will lead
She thinks about him all the time, sees him in her 'dreams' (nightmares)
She thinks he is her best friend, too naive to ask questions.
Socialising is what she wants, but no one wants to talk.
She pastes a fake smile on her face till her cheeks ache.
The world is running fast, too fast for her huge feet to lift up.
She knows nuts about dressing, e poor kid has never been spotted by anyone.
She's liked by some, hated by most, loathed by Amruta.
She's just a wannabe Amruta.
I Shone at
3:06 PM
