so many things running through my mind
but sooner or later i gotta make up my mind
i got no time, to talk in rhyme
but i'm thinking about it all the time.

i thought of the times,
we have been together.
the happy and sad they'r altogether.
but what's the matter?
everything will be better.
and in the end,
your wrote me a letter.

i sat down by the lake,
looking at my sumptious cake
so many things now running through my head
you try to get me back now girl but its just too late
and every single memories of you i have come to hate
about that mistake
and at this rate,
i'm going to bed.

i cant make any decisions,
abt those accusations.
clueless abt wat's our relation.
but what is this sensation,
that makes me make this decisions.
but the outcome a declaration,
of the start of a painful sensation.

`a j u m b l e d UP minD