Twenty years from now
Twenty years from now
I will be there, somewhere.
May be struggling or with a deluxe life.
May be caught in the traffic, on the way to my work
Or I will have my home as my workplace.
Alone, Married or with completely incredible life?
May be amused somewhere; or crying in any corner?
Far away or very near?
Will I be the same old school girl or with so many tattoos over my body? No. No. No.
I don’t know if I will have your number saved or not
Yes, I am talking about you.
I can’t say.
Sorry.
Also,
My dreams aren’t loyal to me. They change always.
What will be I?
May be a dodgy criminal or just a wandering photographer
Or
Attending my ‘Best Seller Book’ sessions or just a random impassionate person?
I don’t know.
I really don’t know.
Unpredictable
Isn’t it?
Oh no!
Or May be lifeless?
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