Stupid cupid

i have made up my mind. i am walking away from you.


i was never with you any ways, so, how do i walk away from you ?

but, i have to. i don't have a choice. when i came closer to you each time, you never showed me a way, i understand , you were finding yourself one, we could have found one together, you who liked journeys didn't like me coming along.


you gave me reasons, for all the replies, there was just one meaning, that i still hate to believe, that you never 'liked' me.
i cried.
and realised that tears give strength.


i know, i will get you out of my mind one day, but right now, it feels impossible.
when did you come in ? and how ? i have no answers. i never had you anyway, still it is strange to believe that i have lost you.


this heart is so brittle. i cannot handle. it is just that, i love you, i do not know what would have happened if you would have loved me back.

may be i would have still cried and that would have been out of joy !

Sometimes She thinks' Sometimes she don't

She looks up at the building,
says shes thinking of jumping.
she says shes tired of life,
she must be tired of something.
Because a heart can't lie,
even though a face may try..

She told a lie, so they could both go their own ways.
Looking at the sky and how the colors on her face,
Painted herself an image filled with fear, and lined with grace.
Maybe someday they'll come back to this place.

She wish She could just make him turn around, turn around and see her cry
There's so much she need to say to him, so many reasons why
He's the only one who really knew her at all
So take a look at her now, there's just an empty space
And there's nothing left here to remind her, just the memory of his face
But to wait for Him is all She can do and that's what She've gotta face
Take a look at her now, She'll just be standing here
And Her coming back to Her is against the odds
And that's a chance She've gotta face.

She ain't a poet She is just troubled in the head,
This isn't a song of love it's a song about wanting her dead.
She got good news and She got bad news,
Good news is She died, bad news is only on the inside.

She’s wishing that someone could notice the insecurities behind her smile, and the tears behind her eyes.

She should've been a track star with the way
She ran from everything and everyone.
She ran before she could get close.
She ran before she could get hurt.
She ran before she could be ran from.
She ran from him.
She ran from herself.

She's scared to love
Because she’s scared to get hurt
So she assumes every words a lie
She breathes in deeply, as he enters her
not daring to look in his eyes
She listen to him quitely
But never says a word
Her true feelings are never to be heard
Smile across her mouth
But never in her eyes
To drown in her own tears
Because to never trust anyone
Is what she had learned for years.