Rock On..
It's raining outside, and its raining in. Life's half a shot vodka, a full cup gin. Names are engraved, and names blocked. Corner of some heart, they still live cloaked. my thoughts are well, my idioms sane. am i a path, or just a lane? I struggle through my shadow, I struggle down my name. A journey stand ended, and who's to blame? But life has a motto, and life is still on. To kill my kill, i'd rather Rock on... Oshan..