Staying so young young.. not getting all the fun fun..
Being so old old, life takes a another fold..
Making all the crap jokes, doesnt tickle me anymore..
Balancing all the routines, not at on my list though..
Lying on bed now, doesnt confort my laze now,
Trying working around the clock, freaking me to and fro..
Sweating on the dance floor, music doesnt make the score
everyone is busy, judging their stand now
coming back to friends now.. I miss them everywhere somehow
when they are around, I fill n get empty again..
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kya baat kya baat kya baat.....
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