hands refuse to move but am still writing
its dark and no hope of light I see
all alone hiding in a corner I find me
I introduced my real self to me
And realized how fake can I be
could fool friends animals and he
But no way I could play with me
Down on my knees looking up in sky
Is there anything worth left to try
Wasn’t it enough everyone stabbed my heart and soul
& still pat on my back and asked me to roll
why every time a threat n fear
from a one whose near……..
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