Why Next Time..
Living a butterfly life wanted to achieve everything in moments.
You don’t sleep You don’t eat, making amends as if there is no another chance
Sun rises and goes down you forget to see anyone passing by
Everything becomes an Expresso with life running the time bomb’s race
In a habit of making things right I called for Next Time.
Sometimes we fall, don’t care to wait chasing the Time.
Living life in fast lane thinking surely makes you loose your mind
In the rush of making things right you take the right turns wrong
I played enough of this cat and mice game to realize the mistake I made
And let my life lightly dance on the edges of time like dew on the tip of the leaf
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