They don’t know how cruel you are They know you only watering plants, Doing a decent job and following the crowd Throwing smiles at every person you see Showering wishes on each one you love Fulfilling the responsibilities you have on shoulders They don’t know how barbarous you are
They don’t know how brutally you killing me- You suffocating me with your breathe, Slashing wrist with your heartbeat, Strangling throat with each word you speak, And staining my dreams with the blood of fear I alone know the obscenity behind your smiles I think it’s a curse of being Your Soul.
It is about a soul which is talking to it's own person