We always ask ourselves.
What am I to be?
What is meant to be?
Consult my horoscopes.
Ask a gypsy or tea leaves.
I look back at each step of my life.
Replaying moments where I made a mistake.
A road less travelled i didi take.
That's where my life went wrong.
Lovers I shoild have loved.
Opportunities i missed.
A dream woam I never kissed.
All I could do is look froward not behind or I'll fall off my path.
If I tread where I shouldn't i would create mayhem.
What is my life and what path should I take?
I Siddiqi 12.03.09
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