All my ideas keep stacking up
In the trash bin scribbled and torn,
All my days pass whirling by,
In your thoughts, lovelorn.
Woke up in the morning,
Ready to go back to sleep.
Laughed through the day
Ignoring emotions that run deep.
Then the night reflects on my soul
Like a mirror of the truth, it beholds
And I know I cannot run,
I cannot hide, can't act stubborn:
One day, I have to stop and turn,
Reflect upon the past and learn;
A passion for love in my heart will be born,
A Love that transcends space and time,
A Love that remains beyond a lifetime.
Ready to write a new story now,
Not one that is full of fake show;
Like a warrior not afraid of scars anymore,
Brave enough that I have travelled so far,
Ready to love this time around.
~ Suranya
