Crazily driven away from the place I belong...
This feeling scared me, shook the edge of my predictable possibilities.
Clutching up everything I see close, could exhaust anyone I know.
Got something I always needed and never knew,
No wonder why this feel is new.
It's reminds me of home, or of something true.
All things that can make some sense,
Tells me I love to be who I am.-
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Roads, I once chased have lost their roots,
And now I see butterflies and blooms,
instead of maps and milestones.-
Time flies for sure.
It was just yesterday,
We learnt how to smile,
And now we fake that too.-
All those roads to classes full of laughter,
And the running gush of footsteps
Across the mates beside my shoulder.
A little messy with untied shoe laces.
Looking for empty spaces
In-between the crowd with few like-faces,
And gasping breaths as I'm always late with excuses.
Slow catcher, late walker and sometimes an overthinker.
Uh...does it work that way?
Who cares cuz I'm always that invisible introvert,
Who shows up only when it's needed.
At least that's what people say.
Still clumsy in my walks, away from long talks,
Kinda cold for handshakes,
But all time ready for some more milkshakes.
Yet not that foodie but sometimes kinda moody,
As I'm little dramatic with some Indian spices.
But don't forget the marshmallows and candies...-
True bond stays forever.
Maybe a little far,
Maybe a little near...-
I lose but I know how to survive.
So don't force yourself to ever think
That I won't even try...
The trembling stairs are not just mine,
And I didn't try holding things behind.
In the narrow passage, that never was mine...
Now left with the game of mind and soul,
While I got carried away with the words
That echoed with fading goals...
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