You wanted me to be,
what i could never be...

Others may come and depart
its not always like the start...

I still hang on every word
and every single memory...

At the dawn of each day
with heartening break of light...

...Unperturbed by the darkest one...
...Unabated by the rising sun...

I Dont give a damn what you do.
I made you mine someway...

Another dream is breaking up
and its complimenting sorrow...

For the sake of the memories,
greet the open wounds , let them bleed...

Here i am, there's resent inside me today
but it'll be gone by tomorrow...

Theres nothing you can make,
nothing you can fade...

The violin strings, the poet's ink
Deep inside the winter of discontent...

If i gave you my trust
will you break it today...