It’s not the horizon where the world ends
Deep inside we all know what we want to be
Like a fish that’s never seen the sea
Like a bird that’s only flown in a cage
Always lived in the shadow of what others wanted u to be
That unrealized dream that filled you with a rage
Not that dreams aren’t meant to be
But reality can never be worth thee
That one famished wish
To be free
To be me
Rucha ( not an original work)
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5 comments:
yeah true, true..
we have to mend our wishes.
Good yaar. keep bloging
thanx for making us read such a good stuff ...
hey rucha its awesome yaar..... gr8 stuff.......
its fatte...but not original work kyun re?dint get ya...
fatte hian man!!!
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