I sometimes think I need to change,
I sometimes think am as good as I can be,
sometimes feel like a bird, happy in a cage,
but now am just tired of being me.
sometimes feel like a bird, happy in a cage,
but now am just tired of being me.
The deal was made, I asked you gave.
Well in my mind, what we had was great.
I loved you, I thought you loved me back,
I didn’t know the ‘US’ had a crack.
Well in my mind, what we had was great.
I loved you, I thought you loved me back,
I didn’t know the ‘US’ had a crack.
But soon, I realized that you are not mine,
You belong to the unknown.
You belong to the mind of your own.
A mind that was fickle, that could whenever change,
it sure did, and brought along with it, enormous pain.
You belong to the unknown.
You belong to the mind of your own.
A mind that was fickle, that could whenever change,
it sure did, and brought along with it, enormous pain.
It is not your fault, it’s mine,
none of the people that enter my life, are here to stay.
You are like just another one of them.
But just like the difference between water and wine
I hope to never see you along the way.
Since it will constantly remind me of the fact, that
I just simply tend to loose everything at my own hands,
though the priest in my head keeps repeating his chants:
“patience and perseverance is the key,
to keep a relationship alive else it will not yield.”
none of the people that enter my life, are here to stay.
You are like just another one of them.
But just like the difference between water and wine
I hope to never see you along the way.
Since it will constantly remind me of the fact, that
I just simply tend to loose everything at my own hands,
though the priest in my head keeps repeating his chants:
“patience and perseverance is the key,
to keep a relationship alive else it will not yield.”
I changed for him, I changed for her,
I changed to be liked, I changed to be loved,
now, as I head down the memory lane,
I realize that all this change has cost me my name.
The name that once, people wanted at their side,
the name that was once a matter of pride.
I changed to be liked, I changed to be loved,
now, as I head down the memory lane,
I realize that all this change has cost me my name.
The name that once, people wanted at their side,
the name that was once a matter of pride.
As I go further down the memory lane,
I see the cigarettes that we once smoked in chain,
mixed with the bitter sweet taste of champagne.
Then what was it that caused the pain?
I see the cigarettes that we once smoked in chain,
mixed with the bitter sweet taste of champagne.
Then what was it that caused the pain?
It is all over now, the cycle is complete.
You came. You loved. You hated. You left.
And I still do remember that first date,
the promises we made, looks like they are all victims of theft.
You came. You loved. You hated. You left.
And I still do remember that first date,
the promises we made, looks like they are all victims of theft.
I know, to live, I have no motive,
but I cannot risk to change again,
as I have known that not all change is positive
and not all medicines heal the pain.
but I cannot risk to change again,
as I have known that not all change is positive
and not all medicines heal the pain.
Here I am, on the cross roads where I have
to make my choices,
now, I do not hear any familiar voices.
There is not more than an ounce of change; I am just the way you loved me,
with only an element of fear, and yes I am lonely.
now, I do not hear any familiar voices.
There is not more than an ounce of change; I am just the way you loved me,
with only an element of fear, and yes I am lonely.
I sometimes think I need to change,
it feels like this is not the best of me.
I feel like the bird who is trapped in a cage,
but now am simply happy about being me.
it feels like this is not the best of me.
I feel like the bird who is trapped in a cage,
but now am simply happy about being me.
-Neha Baid
