Uncertainty, i was certain was the reason for it all,
The only true reason for my downfall,
I used to think i was pretty sure, Or maybe i was not,
Or atleast my dear friend, thats what i thought...
I thought and i thought, and i spent whole days,
In the end i gave up, and sat in one place,
I felt that i was wrong, or maybe i was right,
And thats what kept me up all night...
What was it my friend, that i kept doing wrong,
Was it just me, or fate's cruel song,
Why did a little success elude me so,
Why, oh why, i just had to know...
Till one night, in a dream God told me,
No more my son, no need to worry,
But now i'm not sure, if the dream will come true,
And that in itself is a reason to worry anew!
Aigis T Nalian
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