Concidentally, this is my 600th post.
Its right. To be this way.
It has always been right.
& Always an expected.
How much can trying do,
When neither efforts or concern are there?
Till it has to be abandon on the others?
& What if there's only one left,
& Its not going any stable?
To push things to others,
When its the only thing that you can accomplish,
& Thy can't, With their parts at stake.
What if, its getting maddening mad with thy work?
To build up yours too.
How things became.
For the only thing I can't forsake,
Is it ;
The only thing that will stay with me forever..
Thy resemblance..
I won't going to need so ;
Thy way I chose when situation comes,
Thy way things differs.