Lonely, I am.
Lonely, I am.
My heart is filled with fantasies and dreams are a shade of black.
My heart is yet another part of my body which seems to have distanced itself.
Lonely, I am.
Because I had a bad past and I can't seem to move on.
Because even if I do, no one's gonna accept me back, and welcome me with the same smiles.
Lonely, I am.
But I don't wanna be.
I wanna be the colorful flower which has newly bloomed, and I wanna spread my fragrance.
I don't wanna b the picture burned in their back of their minds.
I wanna be myself.
Lonely, I am.
Now, cuz' I chose to be.
Turns out ppl are damn selfish and they intend to be.
Let me tell those people, that back bitching will get you nowhere.
But I Try to be myself, and I know, the world will show those ppl their true place to grow dread.
B.W.
Pranjal Majmudar
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