the last day

its over...cant believe it is..it seems so unreal...almost like a dream
i wonder how something so meaningless can mean so much...
i got up in the morning to find everyone asleep..the thought in my head..God its over...God theres gonna be no time to breathe..

ya its official...ya its public..im crazy
but if a lil bit of craziness can keep me sane,can make me feel real and alive..yes im insane..
call me crazy..nd il take a bow.

mumbai

tanned and tattooed we arrive on a wet morning at mumbai...yes we're better..
a barefoot dash in th mumbai rain..for a coldrink i didnt even drink...yes ill remember the applause lol

yes we are cursed,but then if we are..we bloody hell might aswell take our beating with a fucking smile..
yes we are doomed..but in our doom..as we walk through the storms..
we feel,we live,we do it all together..
we learn to get alonginspite of all..
we look life in the eye and say we are alive..bring it on anytime...nd we'l stand and face it everytime..

alive

Baga Beach..feel so alive..see everything so clear...

I dont really like seeing myself in the mirror,but after a long while i saw myself not in th mirror bt in photographs im my camera...
i wonder when did the world make my smile so crooked.
wen did i become so cynical and sarcastic..
i see the sadness in the corner of my lips..
i see the arrogance in my jaw..
i see a girl who grew up too soon...nd nw wants t go back..but cant.