New post from Vaishnavi411
Stumbling-fumbling through the scorn,
saving myself from being torn.
Trying – striving not to drown,
managing to keep that crown —
The crown that sat on me upright,
pushing me down yet shining bright.
My back aches, no wonder why
Nevermind, I will not cry.
I won't cry – I think I'm strong,
strong enough to have been born.
Eventhough I'm dead and drained
I'll still try to be unfeigned
I will make your dreams come true –
though not aware how I'll get through
Somehow I will find a way–
I'll pay your debts so let me stay
Let me stay now that I'm born
Although I am broke and worn
My dreams?— I didn't get time
To think enough on what was mine
Even if I had got one
You would say that life isn't fun
I know that we have to fight
But I wish this fight were for what's right
I can't change your thoughts or mind
So I'll have to turn a blind
To my passion and my dreams
And suppress my trivial screams.