They say don't stick to a topic They say don't talk about the same topic They say don't be in grudge about the same They say don't be silly They say it's all you all the time They say it's you now wasting time They say it's they living nicely I say it's them and it's you What's the difference They ruined and you saying ashes to be gold....
First the fame you Then they defame you.... Meanwhile they crush you... Crush you in and out... But be a rock and see What they got in them Only for your defame And make your own fame Do it for you own name
Be someone who can you say Yup this was you and you can be this again Siting in your defame To make out your and your only fame 😉
My seventeen in scene A little big teen in her life, Living with no one but someone in life... It's her seventeen, Living some destroyed tiny dreams of her sixteen.... Hating the person trusted most in her sixteen, Not their full fault but it's more than partially in destroying her dreams of sixteen... Now she in her seventeen Waiting to be a cool teen, While knowing she is just a messed up queen, Hiding someone of her dreams in her seventeen, Just to be have a life in her eighteen......
Heartless stones, Always lead to painful moans, But the heart contained bones, Always lead to painful existence.. The similarity is not of their own, But of others existence...
Dazzling rain with tremendous pain, Dancing in rain while burning in pain, Feeling droplets remembering firelets, Forgiving hate with punishing fate.... Hailing them, murdering myself, Wet body with dry soul... Droplets on eyelashes, tears in heart, Dancing in rain while roaming in pain....
It's night in darkness or It's darkness in night... Nobody knows or just ignores.. When it's morning everyone forgets, It's dark in darkness or darkness on dark.... When morning happens, Everyone wanders, It's morning in bright, Or brightness in the morning.... Nobody knows or everybody ignores..... Everybody uses somebody, Or somebody uses everybody... Nobody knows but everyone knows.... I'm gonna wipe this feeling out, Or this feeling gonna wipe me out It doesn't matter but it does....
Lovely lights in the darkness they said, not knowing the it's just the coldness after rain and apparent humidity is coming.... They assume her to be perfect but she is just a bunch of mistakes... She was just dancing in rain, the rain of expectations, the rain of pressure, the rain of fire and the rain of humiliations...... She was wet with her tears, she didn't belong there and asking for taking her where it ends.... But God had turned his ears to other side and added spices to her life like salt..... Then a day came when she cut that was probably her but was for others.... Everyone said she was weak but no-one knew how strongly she faught.....