d161c8957ea7850b17fa40f9b59cdcc3--telephone-vintage-phones

Written by Chaka PX

Some times its hard to dial a number,

when the phone is in your grasp.

WHO DO I CALL?

When my breath is choked down my throat,

life has its meaning to eruptions.

WHO DO I CALL?

When my mind are filled without ideas,

every minute counts in life.

WHO DO I CALL?

When my dreams are myself,

imaginations are delicacies to failure.

WHO DO I CALL?

When my restlessness and anxiety are on,

pushing for the wrong motives.

WHO DO I CALL?

When there is no one to call.

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