Breaking through is not easy
It’s all a wild confusion
For you its tiny puddle
For me it’s an angry ocean.
People see it like a rising star
But guys, it’s me who has to burn.
You say every metal has to burn
Before it can come alive
Everyone has to churn.
The change is my alone
For me to know when to begin
For me to know when to run
The end was hazy, no inspiration
Never felt a need till now
No spirit to make me smile
None that makes me feel inside.
Today I stand by the gate, afraid to lose my life.
Today I want it all; want to be the star,
The end is just too sweet
Don’t care even if I have to burn.
Just be my angel, just stand by
Rest will be a piece of cake, you just make me smile !!



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