In the way of life..
by Moumita .Aich
Wasting precious time
Doing nothing other
than wandering through life...
Wondering to myself, y it happns wth me ovr n ovr
Thinking to myself, what I am.
I feel the pain for the little girl in me
who want to b luv for a while.
Bt had to grow up before tym..
Crushed by people, for her feelings.
The feelins of pain are unbearable
Unable to run anymore..
I try to smile, bt I can't wth this curse.
My smiles are fake, a mystry to myself.
Nothing bt a shallow heart, inside an empty shell.
No one cld evr imagine wat's goin beside
I lie nd say I am happy, whn the truth is I am dead inside.
Its my fault, people break me down.
I am so damn weak, don't evn know how to speak.
Its my fault, I luv to trust so easy.
No one evn noticed its my heart nt a piece to stone.
When i thought caring was a crime.
I didn't know bt nw that I do
I will chng nd that is true.
I try so hard, I fall bt I wl get up again.
I gave up, bt my life is only about to begin...
I cant be nyone excpt me......