What will become of me?
If we all have to become what we all are destined to become; why do we worry about future?
Like a ship I sail, in the direction of wind and tide; still trying to make my own way.
I struggle, I fight, I float... but still; I sink one day!!!
But, when I sink...
I will be remembered for
My Glory...
My Struggle...
2 comments:
don't be a ship... be a nuclear powered submarine.. that ways you are not affected by tides or winds or that kind of stuff. You can go anywhere you want, do anything that to without anyone knowing a thing about it ;)
LOL...
I am trying to be philosphical here... I wanted to say something to go along with the PIC... next time I will shoot a nuclear subamrine... and post ut dialogue...
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