When i have to say,
A thing or two,
I don't find a soul..
To pour my heart into....
I don't say a thing,
My life is a wall,
and yet there are colours,
you wont it all....
Yet there are individuals,
who look right through me,
care for me,
want the best for me....
But alack the day!!
I see them not,
know them not,
TRUST them not....
I'm a captive in myself,
My own best friend,
No gambles, no worries,
No changes in this trend....
I cannot account for my moods,
I can't account for MYSELF.
It is so natural for me,
That i don't care much to delve....
I know myself and yet..
I AM A STRANGER.
I can't seem to come to terms with it,
I'm afraid that's the only danger....
I say it is true,
Someone looks me in the eye.
I'm left all confused
Why does she have to try????
I AM A MAN IN MEN,
I'M A MYSTERY TO UNFOLD,
AND WHEN YOU COMPLETELY
UNRAVEL ME,
YOU WILL FIND A HEART OF GOLD!!!!
