My tongue can’t move and mold words to say
As if it was paralyzed and succumbed by tears
Twisted as its quiver upon the words should be uttered
Empty words- in jailed the tounge from frightened
Fear of criticim might reap this ingenuous juvenile mouth
Bewildered and hooked by various people wearing masks
I shall feel nothing, so I won’t be hurt by the judge people
Knew nothing but to condemn others’ works
My body has been frozen - lacking the ability to sense
Though surrounded by smile - yet fancied and faked
My thought lingers nothing but burdened in silence
For in silence I found peace, rejection has no place
As I started to move, the eyeballs follow my actions
Waiting for a single fault - waiting to be blamed
However, I’m just human created not perfectly
Subjects to different mistakes - subjects to misery
Should I stay quiet? How could any one hear my voice?
Should I stay deaf? To hear hurtful taunt - no more?
Should I stay in my sit and just wait for their moves?
Then, how can I go further beyond here waiting for nothing?
Destiny is not a thing to be waited for but to be achieved
If I should not move, afraid of half a million hindrances
Then, laughter may prevade the total atmosphere of my toes
And I will have no proof of moving onward my betterment
wheeeWW.. :D this day is soooo BORIIINGGGGG!!!! ( BOREDOM KILLS!!!! )
