Revolving Chairs

People come, People go,Out my revolving door, Most people never come back,Most come back for more.I’ve got a house in the hills,With revolving chairs. Goes ‘Round and ‘round again.
Since my childhood, I’ve been surrounded by beautiful people.Still something’s missing, because deep inside I’m suffering of a lonely heart condition. Wishing I could find a just 1 person outta million here.
The one who will take me away from the chaos of the city, from the role that i play everday. Tell me why lay low, Why i can say no, I got angles serenading at my window.
Between those amazing moments sitting on chair, laying on bed. There ain’t no need for me to brag about the way that I’m hung. Let’s just say I got the skills to get the deepest illness sprung. Or to make a budding flower feel the pain of gone by dead old flowers.
I keep my people in rotation, Chairs rotating. If you are looking for a good time, I’m always on vacation. You can always stop by, If you want to try your luck. But don’t waste my time, because i aint stopping unless you’re down to one last breath. Unless you’re coming back for more,Atlast then you know waddup.
My adolescence surpassed me just like the will to chill, I’m looking for something real.In a world of fake, people rotating their lifes around green paper notes.

Some say they doing it because they have seen things no-one can ever imagine, rest have got there eyes rolling around the stack, some are outta this bounty hunting game( bt by the time they have realised, this all is nothing but a fluke of life, they have lost the spark of life) they are age grown idiots.
Who never payed heeds on wht experienced ones said and now when they have become experienced ones they doing the same fallcitating mistakes.

So why climb down that chair, the chair that revolves. Commonly seen in Doctor's room, in IT offices jst like mine, seen wid the politicians.

bt if u ever get chance to visit heaven, because none of us will, do see where god reside himself, its nothing else jst this chair( thts revolving around) and making him see things which were invisble too him when he wasnt revolving!

AWwwwwwwwwwwwwwww hell why i am discussin all this, i didnt opened this site to write all this,
i came here for another purpose, bt cant help it, its my trait of shifting from original things.
probably i am the biggest coward, i dnt take any challanges, bcz i fantasize they are puny in front of ma abilities. I am waiting for that sign on the wall, its getting stronger and darker day by day.
bt i dnt wana take chances, i jst wana be sure is this wht becomes of me, bcz everything tht shine aint gold, It makes me wonder,
there is a feeling that i am getting when i try to sleep in night , and do my intro-spection ( lolz thts a nice word for hiding ur deeds from ur soul!!) i see my soul crying deep inside, i cant measure its depth, bcz i knw it is.
Soon enuff, when i get up from ma bed, i think i have to fight another fight with this physical quantum mechanics of my body tht reminds me as if i have to pull something outta gravity of BLACK HOLE!
dnt worry i aint fightin for anything else, bcz wht i pull out from there every morning is none else than my soul, bt everyday its getting a lil darker . bit by bit , crunch by crunch.
its searching for some strngth bt searching inside a wrong person. a person who doesnt have courage enuff to gather himself to stand in front of tht 1 tiny invisible mutant, mostly abbreviated as GOD,
why ! why ! why !

i knw the words always have more meanings, bt i aint knw how to prescribe tht dose of poison to myself. Is there a way out which i can take and sit around here and there! till the end of my time as a life.

bcz in my thoughts i have seen trees smoking, and voices of those who never existed LIKE REVOLVING CHAIRs.

probably sitting here for pied piper, to come and drag tht soul from me, atleast i wil get a motive to stand back and choose one of the two paths.,..

eENUFF for 1 day..
.bcz ur head is humming , bcz u dnt knw wht u jst had!!


IF UR AINT CHEATING, U AINT TRYING !!!