They don't see me
But you look so closely

And they don't hear me
While you, listen well

Its loud here
One can never tell

But you do
In your silence

Pity, pity
Me

How I need you here
I'm wingless

Fairy gone cold
Malecifant

And I care not
My wings don't sparkle

They are No more
Chopped

A loved one
Passed

And I walk
Amongst those with wings

You are not mine but sometimes
I pretend and I wish you were.....
I want to love you fearless of this world for sometimes the right things don't always give us the best feelings

Being with you gives me the red feelings
They are deep, strong, dramatic and intense
Take me into your life. Make me a part of it
Come along..Let's conquer the edge of our love and see

Never found a place so peaceful where I felt I belonged
Until the day you took me in your arms
In the very stillness of moment...I came alive
I lost myself in the tranquillity of your love...
And I found you!

I love the way you make me feel
So beautiful and full of zeal
Liberating me of all that is surreal
You transform me into someone so real

I wish I had some more of my childhood left
It was too soon too much to lose
Those enchanting smiles
Those ravishing times
The boundless mind that dreamt sublime

It's hard to believe those were things of past
What is left of now is brutal reality
Somehow I held onto my faith in love
But they made me realize it is unreal
We are all alike and we must follow the law
Live in the shadows and love the stench of lies

Innocence forever has left our side
With profound negativity we abide
Proudly we accept life as our fate
And continue to live like a merciful surrogate
I am still exploring the new realms of life
Mediocrity is the winner but it is the truth that suffice

Holding a mind and a heart working together
Fighting the moral conflicts that never end forever
They are the dreamers and the believers
Living a life different from the regulars

Emotions play an important role
Practicality dwells in the corner of the hole
They like to be in a state of utopia
Constantly looking for a better euphoria

But that is often sensed as a mistake and not as a gift
It creates imbalance and quantifies the reason of sorrow
Advises overflow to bring you down to reality
But they will never understand how hard it is
To ask someone to be somebody not meant to be