Saturday, October 25, 2008

Tracks on my Face


No calls. No replies.

The only time (*) called was when (*) wanted a ride in the wee early hours of morning like, 3 am , when (*) came back from overseas and wanted a lift to yet another dance club.

And (*) wanted loads of cash too, because (*) 'forgot'.


And yet I drove and I gave. And yes I feel used and stupid.

I'm writing lyrics for a new song just to exemplify my feelings right now :
'I didn't bother to blow my hair. I didn't bother to wear my contacts or appear in a beautiful dress and heels. I didn't bother to put on make up. The drive was there long but I wasn't eager to reach my destination.'


(A Recount)

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