confessions of a loserPosted: July 1, 2010
The cruel fate,defeated me this time too
the hope i had to rise from the ashes,burned me through
when i look back, its horrific,its painful
to see how i let them down,who live for me
my eyes are not wet,not that i’m not sad
i can see the wet eyes, of those whom i love,
i’m helpless and sad that i can not wipe their tears
with the cruel fate of mine, the reason for their cries
whatever happened is happened,all will say
but it has happened to me,why i say
it might have happened for good i know,
but what happened now,why nobody knows
i dont know how to say the sorry word,
to myself,to the people who shape my world
i only can say,i’m helpless,pls do try,
to forget the pain ,of which the reason is me..
Rolling tears is not the answer,beat me up
i have sinned,by not listening your words
the shout i hated to hear,i admit my mistakes
that they were alarm of the ship about to sink
the captain,the cursed,didn’t realise,he went on,
now the ships have sunk,we all drowned..
I’m sorry, i hate to say the word again..
But i have one request, hope you hear
not to curse the already cursed, me here
give me one more chance,to heal the wounds
bless me for yet another chance,
i shall rise, i can rise, i will rise
for you, for me, for them i again rise
bless me , i plead , i cry for mercy
i will make you proud, one day, sure..