Enough of waiting,now I m sick of this queue..
Feeling disgusting of thinking what I do for you..Now I want something to be done for me..
I want to dismantle myself into pieces…for me..
Then I wana join that pieces in the way I want them…to be..
I know I m playing with me with no mercy..
Whether I will win or lose,I will be no more I can see..
I want to act more brutle more ruthless..
So that I can entertain you with my own bloody baths..Life is not a easy game,you change I stay same…
I still put you upfront right before my name…
But I m sick of praying no one hears me..
I m getting lost,my own shadow fears me..
Don’t want my legs anymore on that paddle ring..
Enough of walking toward you now I want swing..
Don’t show me you are sweet,you are innocent..
I know you make fun of every letter I ever sent..