i am mostly just someone,
in mirth, so in mirth -
ecstatic with mirth.
(you just want to stay beside me)
you would think
i was never unhappy.
(and will never be)
but when you see me cry,
you want to never
never see me again.
(you don't want to see yourself again)
you know, you believe
i was never happy.
(and will never be)
but give me songs,
poems, flowers and rain
i am that someone
you wish to be.
(or so i believe)
Thursday, July 23, 2009
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Labels: Madness
4 comments:
This is lovely. Wonderful.
thanks !
Yup, agree with Harish. Stop self-censoring your stuff!
I can give you songs, poems, flowers. Can't guarantee rain. Lovely lines.
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