No one knows, you walked down that lonely path,
No one knows about the battles you fought so hard!
No one knows about the times you got defeated,
When you were cluched in fear that's still deeply seated!
No one knows the amount of courage you held to stay, even when the hope swept away...
No one knows how easy was it to give up, but you choose to stood up.
No one knows the amount of efforts which went unseen...
No one knows the journey was never serene!
No one knows what it takes to fight everyday...
No one knows how hard it is to not find your own way...

Years and years have passed... storms have swayed, shadows have faded, seasons cycled and illustrated.
Ans still...

No one knows how much it takes for all those retakes,
Everyday starting from the very start!!
Everyday when you fall apart!!

I breathe air through lungs,
strained from cries.
Laugh through a mouth,
master of lies.
Look at you with eyes,
mirrored pain.
And still I wonder how
I lost you
by loving you.
Ironic?
Understatement.
I thought it saving
you
thought it hiding.
Maybe you were right,
maybe there is no
burden
in love.

Can you really change the way you were?
Because when we had love,
Too much of it left me hurt.
I know I want you,
You're truth to me,
But I don't want my heart to bleed.
I thought we'd go all the way,
I think I lied to myself.
How can I go without you,
For more than these three days?
I don't know,
About changing my mind,
About going back to what we had.
I know,
About hurting,
About being mistreated.
I thought,
About love,
About us.
I think I have to keep the beat in my heart,
I have to keep us apart.

I thought I told you I was a failure
So why do you still expect of me?
I'm worthless
Please don't give me false hope
A hollow dream can't carry my body
I'm already sinking
And I don't want to drown
Not again
Please
Not again

You are so smart,
you can handle everything,
but what about that?
When nobody taught me how to be sad?

How to live with pain inside
without going crazy once in a while?
How to handle the eyes always watching
and that feeling of nothing?

I know that Julius Caesar died on March 15, 44 B.C.,
that Maria Theresa had 14 children,
how to calculate an inequality
and what a hyperbole is.

And yet, still, I don’t know how to live my own life.
They didn’t teach me how to fight with a knife,
so instead, I fight with my heart,
and it’s tearing me apart.

A black swan moves through silent streams,
With wings of night, it haunts the dreams.
It wears its sorrow, cloaked in dark,
A soul that drifts, lost in the arc.

But there, beside it, pure and bright,
A white swan dances in the light.
Its feathers shine, its heart is free,
A symbol of what good can be.

Two swans that glide, yet worlds apart,
One carries shadows, one a heart.
In every soul, both dark and pure,
The swans of fate forever endure.