Take me back to
the days of my life,
when I used to smile
just for ‘me’,
take me back to
that dreamy world
where no boundaries were found
and where I felt truly free,
can’t see the truth here
its all blur around,
the more I remove the fog
the more the fog surrounds,
the reflection I see today
is not so much like ‘me’
I can feel the difference between
What I am and what I pretend to be,
With the passing days I experience
Rush and emptiness at the same time,
I try to be the
‘more of myself’
everytime …
it’s me and my mind with whom
I want to be for now,
But the more I try to be ‘me’
Is when I again get lost somehow..
Surely I learnt to differentiate
The ‘fake’ and the ‘real’
To hide the scar, even when it
didn’t heal,
but all these things just don’t matter
because now I know,
that these are just ‘things’ meant not to ‘feel’-
but just to ‘show’,
really want to go back to the days
when expectations didn’t really hurt,
back to the days –
when everyday of the year
seemed to be a ‘rebirth’ !!!