Tuesday, 14 May 2013

Left out....

It ain't fun when you're the left out one
Trust me I know it better than anyone
Been there, seen it and damn I felt it
All it does it pull down your own spirit
Thought about moving towards the door
Not once but a thousand times and more

Seen nobody who could hold my hand
It was very much nothing- like I planned
Everyone was with someone or the other
How I wished to run away to my  mother
Standing like a poppy in a paddy field
I wish I could hide under some shield

Oh they make me cry they make me sigh
All I could do is to ask myself to just lie
I am afraid of being alone in a crowd
Like the sun hidden by the dark cloud
You may try & take the light out of my life
For you cut me open by and by like a knife

I wish to breakout and speak openly alike
I realize I am not the one holding the mike
Fight is between your words & my thoughts 
I try not to lose for you are calling the shots
I ain't gonna give up now never or ever
I shall change to be better or best forever

Either I shall become the best in the lot
Or I shall stand alone & be most sought
It ain't fun when you're the left out one
Trust me I know it better than anyone
I ain't gonna runaway this time from you
Because this time you will know my view


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