Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Trust

An innate feeling,
to not be laughed at back,
to cared where ever you lack.

first one to mock on me,
never the one to walk over me.

I am a jerk, you know that, i know that,
and i know that you will always let me know that.

I am rowdy,
and the scenario before you is never cloudy.

I trust you with my deepest shit,
you curse me but never takes ride on it.

School mate did a mistake,
and Mrs. Agony beats a cake,
I am her mate,
but didnt leave a chance to sheepishly smile at agony's face.

I may not stand for her,
she may not be the connoisseur,
Still i look for her,
i long for her and i abide by her.......

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