#lyricsToTheTuneOfEmotions

 PEN CANT WRITE IT YET .   A part of my existence my expressions find hard to write frozen moment, lost drive to continue foundation built a castle on looks mislead to discover delight traveler moved destinations never expecting to befall her kin’s play who was world, her being is naught to him she was caught up, to him pointless responsibility creator complete her unworthy to earn him for her the wrong was forever with her baffled with prospect he just took a likelihood her fault   was to construe the adore in it now sore is such , treat nowhere to found tempest her psyche beholds has no terminating end she found no returning lane out to her carefree days whilst for him it reveal days of uncertain say wakeful nights to unrealized daylight hours trail of thoughts where words yet echo eyes vacant to utter the tale, friends not now yearned   I am not pushing over recognize the theater is mine  -khushi .

  to a beautiful end ... I am scared, how I will hold up I am frightened, to move on each date I miss you each night I resist to call you each daytime I notify myself the correct need be done.   Every minute slaughters me further each tear is on the brim to trickle out voices in my head never shut down crack open all memories just on a name sound heave on the dead remains my soul trembles I never sought this       Pretense is good exhibited deceived I have each one I won’t show I am weak I won’t give another chance to believe scorn my existence tease my earnestness substandard no more will be an discomfiture   world you meant, exploded it with good intend blossoms where were to be pleased I am for the cracked glass thoughts of impossible, took it much further black shadows did always lurked below the brim friendship which was an inspiration, brutally murdered   it was my imagination, just another bubble why yo...