I don’t know who it is, I don’t know where or why
I don’t know what it is, a Low or a High
I feel helpless, I feel clueless
Then I long for the words and the caress
I don’t know if that’s possible, I don’t know if that’s real
I don’t know if that’s speakable. Or how’s that supposed to feel.
I want to live with full wings stretched
I want to live without those doubts,
So I don’t want to know of greener pastures,
I want to fit with the black clouds.,
I want one more chance and I want those old choices
Or I want nothing I don’t want those nagging voices
I am happy, I shout it aloud
In hopes of covering that lingering doubt.
Will things ever change? Will I forget?
Will I go back to those days? Will I cease to regret?
3 comments:
nice post! keep writing
Wow! u really have grown as an author. Though ur feelings that inspire u to write arnt positive but i must say that they have helped u identify ur blessings! go on girl... and make the best out of your worst!
Wonderfully expressed Tulika.I think this is the best way to express what you feel deep inside,coz Ive also grown this habit of writing on what I feel,but thats just confined to my diary.But this is excellent!
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