This is a soul...

this is a soul...
a soul who was once a strong soul...
who luvd every other soul as much as they deserve...
who was always fascinated at how different types of souls could be...
who easily trusts n believes wutever another soul whispers to it...
some say that this type of soul is weak...
strong on several parts,but weak in many...

this is a weak soul...
and in this cruel world,weak souls perish...
they get picked by...
they are just a joke...
something to laugh about...
easily played...
easily forgotten...

this is a forgotten weak soul...
half parts thankful,and the other part full with hatred...
despises...wants to murder...
but knows better not to...
rather talks to himself...
this soul is losing it...
this soul is going crazy...

this is a crazy forgotten weak soul...
who just realized something from all this craziness...
that it is sweet and caring...
that it is romantic and luving...
who is not gonna change one bit of itself...
who understands that this is a good loss...
this soul wants to move on now...

this is a crazy forgotten weak soul who wants to move on...
this soul is gonna do what it does best...
it is going to take the 'luvliness' of other souls...
just like bees and nectar...
brings it back to the hive, which is the heart...
keeps it...processes it...treasures it...
stores it for the future...

Wednesday, 12 August 2009