Sunday, 1 October 1995

20

A couple of decade had passed
And I’m standing here at  last
But I need second chances back
Back there when mistakes seemed much!
 
I’m standing before the future
I’m standing after the past
I’m caught between the middle
Now, I believed, life’s a riddle!
 
There’s a dozen of tasks ahead
My feasibility’s still undone
Nothing’s running thru my head
All good ideas were gone!
 
A double of ten one’s
A number greater than before
It’s better to just wait for the sun
Than worry ‘bout this even  more!
 
My crossroad’s still yet to come
And there’s a lot for me to be done
But acceptance need not rest upon a shelf:
I’m twenty,” I whispered to myself.
 
 
October ’95