Waffle o’clock
Wish I could wander places Become invisible with no traces A query then seizes my mind Is it the ultimate desire of my heart Or I’ve started to despise my being Disappearances are becoming real Not of someone but my soul I’m where I’m supposed to be Says the horoscope so frequently What’s mine will appear to me No early, not any later As precise, as it’s destined to be Dear time, you’re but unaware My aspirations are sinking, at an unusual speed If you’re to delay any further Change your mind, or I’d wait no longer Set aside the tranquil I could hold I’ll find a muse and grow more fonder I haven’t known how to stop Deceit’s not in mine blood If given a chance, I’d take my shot I apprise before you make it a plot - VAISHALI