thoughts

sitting at a bus stop, nothing much to do.

just feel like snapping some movements around me.

isn't feeling right, for the past months i've been seriously wasting my time, doing nothing.

life was quite normal for me.

someone told me that i didn't control my life,

after spending some thoughts,

ya, i think so.






if some one told me that life sd similar to a road,
never ending,
always curious to know what lies ahead of us,
roads aren't always smooth, there are some hiccups, big obstacles, small ones too.
some will try to beat the red lights, some just obey the rules.



i will had a road that mark my life,
and i shan't waste any more time.
i have no more privileges.

its either i make it or break it