MY LIFE- MY DRAMA

its too late to argue...
            too late to repent.
its over midnight and
             i'm so tired of thinking.


life has no stops to wait for,
            and people passes near by me...


i'm standing still,
           pretending that
there is some one coming for me...


i know there is no one,
as everyone is so lonely,
              that there is no need for waiting...


but, the thought, that 
i'm waiting
give me some pleasure,
because it gives a meaning 
to my life,
even though it is a waste.....


hoping, pretending and acting
    like what i'm not
i'm tired of being
            what i'm not......!