People call me crazy.

by Neo Castelino   Apr 16, 2007


Been a long time since this day left
seems like just the day before.
Dreamin about the stuffs i kept
an eternal hunger for more.
Not much to say but more to feel.
Loads of chocos, packs of gumballs.
Laughing and singing that silly song.
Kites of hopes and boats of emotions
those content days with peaceful dreams.
No hesitation to speak the crap
felt like a hero when inspired.
Loads of lies to enjoy the day
jokes of immortal tales and satires.
I heard their voices again
bursting into laughter like a junkie
guess dats why people call me crazy.

Always by,
Neo.

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