When my sentences make no sense,
Alone among the forest of people so dense,
Tired of walking, I just stand,
Promise me you'll hold my hand.
When my words seem hazy,
When I sound like crazy,
Everything goes unplanned,
Promise me you'll hold my hand.
When I walk across the blames,
All the critisism and the tames,
When all the rumours I try to command,
Promise me you'll hold my hand.
When I cry myself to sleep,
All the Fears that I hid so deep,
When no one seem to understand,
Promise me you'll hold my hand.
When I fight back my fears,
I try to hide the tears,
When happiness seems like sand,
Promise me you'll hold my hand.
When the sadness disappears,
I win over my vulnerability and my fears,
When every nightmare I fight and withstand,
Promise me you'll still hold my hand.
© Anusmita Mukherjee
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