I had the wings,
Was taught to fly.
Then I grew up
Began to lie,
To them, to myself
To anyone if it helped put matters back on shelf;
Didn't want to deal
I learnt to squeal..
I melted away,
Lost control,
Gave up the reins,
Stuck to familiar terrains.
Oh,that's the person I dreaded to be
And today...today it was to be me.
The tear-stained face
Marked by streaks of loss,
Those puffy eyes
Swallowed the mischief once there,
'What brought me here?',
I asked, I asked...
Those mine seemed distant,
To all help I was resistant.
They said I wasn't 'in the right frame of mind'
Be honest, that's what I find toughest to put behind.
But that's what woke me up with a jolt,
Striking me like a thunderbolt...
Can't be this person,
Can't live yet die,
Have to break out,
Break out of this lie!
It was a phase,
One I wouldn't want to erase;
Taught me a lot,
There's nothing in it I'd want to blot.
I became weak, stopped listening to my heart,
To think others know better is not the best start.
To accept I was weak gives me the biggest strength-
To be unpredictable, wild and free, I'd now go to any length.
That's where I lie, that's who I am.
Won't give a damn, won't live a sham!
And with this promise
My wings spread out,
My spirit gave a push,
I flew out and about!
I'm sure it happens to one and all,
Before each rise must come a fall...
It'll happen again,
I'll hurt, I'll blunder,
But never again
Will I let my being lie asunder.
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