There are times you want to talk
There are times when nothing matters
When you can pour out your heart
In hours of relentless chatters
I have lived those days with friends
I have shared enough to know
That all that talk does me no good
Sometimes, I need to just let go
To spend some time alone
The ceiling’s really not that bad
I need to speak to myself as well
Even if it makes me weak and sad
People change with time, its destiny
But I wouldn’t want to change a thing
I should not expect anyone to understand
Why to every sordid memory I must cling
So bear with me even if you don’t get it
Just me be for a while
It’s just a phase, it will soon be over
And I can return to your world with a smile
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