Wherever I go I hear those voices
The very little voices which were then
Like the chorus in a song but
This day they are all that I hear
They have become the song itself

I have always tried to block that song
Away from the ears, out from my system
Everytime I fail and fail
And I keep running away from it
Till I find a new song

And one day when I find it
I will listen to it till the end
For once I shall not run away
I shall stay right there
For that would have become my song
The song that I have always searched
Admist all the other noises and voices.

- Akarsha