At the helm of knowing the truth, somewhere, far off your comfort zone, on the tiller of becoming someone's shadow, In a slow motion to diversity quite certain of a million ways to succeed, only to get fastened and lost in a cold world
At the notion of love being a heartache, nothing but pain Much as you can't recognise the man in the mirror, the door to your heart remains closed, to the sharing of your troubled times When you thought your head was standing upright, your body firmly on your feet, the wind came tossing your joy away, your confidence got swept aside and your innerself drooped When you walked to the dead end but still wanted to breath, your soul willing to live, your heart yearning to give when you were seated on your bed, your face wrapped in your hands, whispering to yourself , that it will be alright, Thats when you dig too deep to find yourself