If only I wasn’t expected to be a miracle,
Working out everyone’s wishes,
Fulfilling everyone’s dreams,
Foreseeing everyone’s problems.
Working out everyone’s wishes,
Fulfilling everyone’s dreams,
Foreseeing everyone’s problems.
If only I could run away from the darkness,
From the gloom of expectation,
From the dearth of love,
From the penury of amour.
If only I wasn’t sensitive to barbs,
Sore with disappointments,
Ruined with recriminations,
Disheartened with broken dreams.
If only I had the strength to stand,
Clout to cut away hurt,
Stoutness to slit rank relations,
Valor to be me.
Clout to cut away hurt,
Stoutness to slit rank relations,
Valor to be me.
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very nice.
ReplyDeletebeautiful :)
ReplyDeletesometimes..living up to other people's expectations and be a hugh burden..
beautiful :)
ReplyDeleteSometimes..living up to other people's expectations can be a hugh burden..
Thanks :) And yes, others' expectations never end, even after we are dead from inside. Sigh...
DeletePAnkti beautiful...if only I could be absolute..not wary of relative..if only.
ReplyDeleteHmmm... nice one Pankti...
ReplyDelete'If' had appealed to me too...
If only I was a prince from Pluto :-(
LOL....Prince from Pluto!!!! :D :D Thanks for reading :)
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