Second hand!
It sleeps away like sand
From the hold of my hand
I stand statued like tower
With no tear no shower
Wind trying to unwind brain
Trying to heal my heart's pain
I open my eyes, letting it go
My fear of acceptance, uncertainties or so
I crushed the crush who made me kneel
To beg, to cry and pathetic feel
I'm ready to love, who really I am
And wait for the one, who'd feel the same
My chance is second but I learned what I must
Love goes in hand with honesty and trust
I'll live my future, beautiful and bright
Holding on to happiness and living to light.
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