30 Apr 2011

Fragments of my mind


Its always about what we want. We skillfully play the blame game but never really think about where we went wrong. This thought of being right is so fixed in our heads that it blinds us from seeing the true picture which isn’t always as perfect as we would like it to be.
My throat is dry I can’t say the things I wanna say but my mind plays games with me. It never stops. It keeps on showing me things endlessly things I don’t want to see. Things I don’t want to hear, things I want to run away from. But I can’t run I can’t hide from my thoughts. From the conversations from the reasons my mind so strongly weaves in my head. 

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