And one fine morning,
I wake up to see,
Another new day progressing,
As it ought to be,
I light up ,
The usual morning cigarette,
Coming back to life,
And to terms, with that one secret,
One that I've avoided,
For so long now,
Retaliating all questions,
With one simple 'how'.
Catching a glimpse of the paper,
I take one deep puff,
And smile at the ignorance,
I've shown towards all this stuff,
Unlike the world,
Fussing over how to show,
Am pissed off, knowing,
There's still so much left to know!
