End of the end
At the end of the day.......................
With a cup of coffee in the left hand
And a book in the right
I want to wave off
This ceaseless fight.
I want to learn
From the mistakes I've made
And say sorry
For all wrong that I've said.
To the world, and to me
I want to be a bit more kind
For I've known this; as the only medicine
For the restless mind.
Be it the world where I roam
At the end, I want it to be my home
Here, peace is what my soul attends
Like a savior for life; when it stands at a dead end
There I want to stay in my grandma's arm
With no future thought, no morning alarm
I want to listen to her age old stories
The way a girl listen to tale of fairies
For the field day I've spent, I want to be grateful
And pray for another day just as beautiful
At the end, satisfaction is what I'll look for
Cause for satisfaction there's no Or!!!
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