For once,look beyond,towards something that awaits for you..
When weapon is given,why not start a fight?
How long would you keep bowing and running away?
How long would you taint your hands with my blood?
Is this heart such a failure?
There is no such place as perfect world .
No such person as perfect friend..
The moment something goes wrong,this perfect facade breaks..
And the demons hiding come out,to swallow everything with pride..
How long would you not see,that it is ours..
And start the fight to atleast have the freedom of choice to hold hands .
