What the hell is freedom..or perhaps what the "heaven" is it?Freedom ain't being totally free,When you get lost in the crowd...Freedom ain't separation of the thread off the kite....To get lost in the currents of the wind..sometimes, It feels better to be restricted..Wasn't the Kite much free with the thread tied on

I woke to the steps you took..the sound of the drag,that you cause to your feet..the voice that carries your words,as sounds to my ears..you were my alarm,i snooze u out with the harsh words down,still u' be right backto the service at my bed..i say u this i call you that..u never mind.. cause u made me a bratyou darling sweety pie..talks things that u know, she'll just lie..u

well...every point in life..deserves a questiona question which carries millions of answers...a question which arises million others..a question none would ever have thought of... a question which everyone hesitates to ask..thats life...a question of all questions..a question whose answer none has found as yetsome say there is no answer at all... and some feel the answer is