curious-ink

I... Me... Myself... I wish to say it loud sometimes... I'm tied with responsibilities, I'm tied with my aim... I wish to break free from it all... I've burden of my past, I'm drenched in my sorrows... I wanna relief from my sufferings... I get caught in the whirlpool again and again... I just want to runaway... I hate being helpless, I feel pathetic about myself asking for help, crying for a peace moment...

Soul with a spark within... They always have a new beginning... So cheerful and charming... They're vibrant and happening... Spreads happyness and smiles... Which lasts for miles after miles... But don't think they are positive all the time... They have sorrows and have their own downtime...

Don't be so sad... When I'm with you in your good and bad... Crying in your pain is not fair... When I'm here with you to share... You don't have to be afraid... When I'm by your side for your aid...