Wrote it long back..i dint share it coz ppl will judge..but now i just want everyone to know ki bhai me ye talent bhi hai.... Lately Ive been doing a lot of thinking I mi8 seem happy but my heart is sinking I said I m fine ,n it was a lie Yes I lied without even blinking I sit idle on a slow business day.... Making houses with mud n clay Give me my life (my frnz) back is all I pray. Alone is the scariest darkness they say I fear of being forever alone M walking anyways coz ,THE SHOW MUST GO ON Hope there is light at the end of this darkness thats making me burn, Fear is that,this was the brighter side and a dark tunnel is at next turn, wish I could take a few step backwards....., but here I am standing still at a point of no return, standing still, hoping for a clue that helps me decide, a clue that helps me take a side.. dont wanna give up on ones I love nor on my pride, noone knows.., but with every passing day a little myself in me died, Dying with the thot of living this life for long, Living anyways ,coz THE SHOW MUST GO ON I see a man in the mirror struggling to cut loose, Looking at the stars dreaming of the blues, I might seem to be over reacting But just once try n walk wearing my shoes I m doing everythin as and when i m told wondering what future has hidden in those filthy folds, I m confused., Confused as where to cut things loose where to get a hold., Ive no strength left but still m holding on only reason being, thatTHE SHOW MUST GO ON what seemed to be life is now killing me inside.... wish I could just disappear, wish I could find a place to hide.. nothing seems to really help although a lot of them really try., never let a tear to fall but yes, hell yess I do cry.., I cry coz I m seeing my life becoming a sad song , Singing along m moving on keeping in mind,That THE SHOW MUST GO ON hope things change before they end.. but ri8 now nothing really seems to bend... Not sure about my capacity of carrying this heavy load, yes a load, a load that once shined , load that once glowed ,, glowed like a precious stone , shiny and valuable like a kings throne... and now it all over me...hurting each n every muscle, every tiny bone With pain in muscles and broken bones I somehow continue walking coz THE SHOW MUST GO ON It takes a lot of strength to walk alone Alone on a journey like one I am on I Dont expect anyone to understand how I feel Dont want no sympathy to be shown.... I have my sources of strength My strength is my love for my family, My belief in god And a old saying,that Life is a stage and come what may but THE SHOW MUST GO ON
Posted on: Tue, 04 Mar 2014 11:22:56 +0000
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