I was just trying to seek a friendly hand,
Who knew that hand wanted to pull me down,
And bury my silhouette in graveyard of insecurities?
Couldn't see it coming,
'cause I was blinded by something,
Something like trust and faith.
I was just trying to seek a face in the crowd,
Who knew that was just a disguise,
Meant to fool everyone around?
Couldn't see it coming,
'cause I was blinded by something,
Something like a pinch of lie and illusion.
I was just trying to seek a friendly opinion,
Who knew that opinion was another lie,
Meant to win over another foolish heart?
Couldn't see it coming,
'cause I was blinded by something,
Something like my own idiocy.
What a fool I made of myself,
May be I did see it coming?
May be I just wanted to stand against the odds?
Adding more to the insecurity and vulnerability,
Letting the regret consume the carefree person I used to be.
I'll live like this, keeping a comfortable my distance.
And content myself with loneliness.
And content myself with loneliness.
1 comment:
But that distance can be lost in a single moment of idiotic weakness!
Heck you make me go all metaphoric with these poems...good work!:)
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