Old Diary: I promise to be better

This was written on 16th August 2017

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I Promise To be Better

I wanna tell the songs I love.

I wanna tell someone of my love.

A shovel of a little dust,

A pinch of water and a little glee.

Put a seed in it

To see it grow manifolds into a tree.

And so I want to shrug my heap

I wanna climb up the stairs of time

To reach a little better than me.

I wanna feel the pride of heal

I wanna task the love of heaps

I wanna work for the sake of mine

I wanna wage a war against time.

One day when all shall sing my song

I know it's not gonna be long

Yet somewhere in time I know I'll be sung

But as not a song, just a little rhyme.

I wanna glee, not just flee

And I shall work

To reach a better me.

This I promise, I promise

Tis I promise.

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Apparently, I was too much into the idea that I am lethargic and am not working for my studies. And maybe I was correct, maybe I was not. But then again, the feeling of not working aided by that of being weak and lonely gave me this platform...