Everyday I start my day,
hoping to write something new,
and to entertain you all the way.
but the day passes by,
The page remains blank, anyway!
Work work and work,
is what everyone around says.
But I really want to write,
"Finish your work first,
then do whatever you want,all day."
in the end everyone betrays.
Sometimes I wish to run away,
to my beautiful world of dreams.
I keep searching for the path
but every time I get lost,
in the jungles far far away.
I know I will have to walk alone,
in these lonely roads.
Wait! I hear a faint music,
in a monotonous tone.
but will it lead the way?
Far beyond I can see sunlight,
Oh dear, I really want to write.
And entertain you all the way.
but the day passes by,
and the page remains blank,anyway!
