I live on the Right Side of the Heart,
DeOxygenated blood,
is what I've been labeled,

I'll travel to the lowest level of my Side of the Heart,
From the high and mighty Atrium,
to the low and grave Ventricle,

In the Ventricle, you don't do much except hope,
to get transferred to the Pulmonary Artery,
and that's up to the Muscles to decide if your worthy,

Why do I want to leave my life on the Right Side of the Heart,
and begin my journey to the Pulmonary Artery?
because from there they will send me to the Lungs,

and in the Lungs they will remove the poison of Carbon Dioxide,
making me unworthy of the rest of the Body because of my soul,
and maybe, just maybe, finally I will met the Oxygen I've been longing for,

and maybe my day will come,
but what happens once out of the Lungs?
and granted the Oxygen I deserve?

They will push me out of the Lungs,
Into a familiar home,
Like the Right side of the heart but instead it will be the Left,

and being on the Left side of the Heart,
I'll be allowed to exit and roam free,
across the whole body as they need me,

Because finally someone is going to rely on me,
Finally I will have a purpose,
*Finally I will be Blood.

Yes, I've no shame in accepting,
'Coz I haven't committed a sin,
I have just loved gorgeously.

In loving her I have been busy,
But now I will not restrict her,
She lives it her childish way.

If she is going to fall this way,
I won't manipulate her now,
She learns on experiencing.

Even I learnt living this way,
So I am afraid of her falling,
She may not get what I got.

May father Time be lenient,
I just want her to be happy,
She'll become the lifesaver.

I promise myself that I'll always be there for her if she needs me and I will never expect anything in return.

I want to go at the end of the rainbow and take the *** of golds,
but how can I get there if the rainbow is a full circle?

I want to ride a unicorn,
but all we have is a horse that cannot fly

I want to play at the clouds and feel the fresh air,
But they say that there is no oxygen that we could not even survive there

Wish I could fly,
but gravity always pull me off the ground

Been dreaming for my prince charming,
But this ain't a fairytale

Wish that I didn't knew all of these
And continue living on my own wonderland

On days like tomorrow I stand on the edges of the furthest ground and breath in the air like never before.
I let my lungs do the talking and the oxygen do the kissing.