bird's eye view

How much she loved her socks... 'cos they kept her warm when the world turned cold.... How much she loved her pillow... for it knew her sorrows her tears and was always there to hold.... How much she loved the smell of coffee... For it reminded her that she was not alone.... How much she loved her favourite novel... 'Cos it was the only place she could always be calling home...

Is it worth da smile lost behind the  lines of stress on ur forehead? For da carefree attitude trapped behind the cubicle walls... For da kind heart stabbed by treacheries of fellow ppl... For da once twinkling eyes surrounded by weariness..  For da joyful spirit enslaved by the need to stand out... For da cousin' s wedding u missed to deliver project on schedule... This is for all da life u lost while making a living... If only da money u earned... Could get u back all da things u yearned...

Wen u were busy discussing her mindset...  she was adopting her mind to newer things.... Wen u were mocking her broken relationship... she was picking herself up for a longer journey... Wen u were busy makin fun of her for da goals she didnt achieve...  she was already setting bigger ones... Wen u setting hurdles in her path....  she was already getting used to flying high... Wen u finally fell in love wid her... She was already bidding her final goodbye....