Saturday, October 17, 2015

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When air feels thorns while breathing
When mind goes stormed while thinking
When self gets loned while walking
I thought to myself: didn't I deserve some happiness?

This heart in thorns is condemned
O Life, I don't comprehend
With this sorrow you have sent
Why don't I deserve happiness?

In which part of me you don't accept?
And why every part of me you reject?
O tell me! Am I inept?
Or I ain't your dream perfect?

Tell this to your mighty Gods high above
"I don't bow to you, but don't I deserve love?
Isn't the greatest thing you will learn in life,
Is to love, and be loved in return?
O tell me, don't I deserve happiness?
O tell me, am I not your son too?"
But if all it takes is a bow to your king
Then this heart will forever sting
In the prison of loneliness and sorrow
Hoping that sun will shine by tomorrow.


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