Distorted
-Mridara

I seem different now, don’t I?
No one’s doll anymore.
I am tired of dancing to everyone’s music.
Adopting a hundred minds to please everyone.
How long do I will myself to be smothered.
Mr World I cant please you any longer, Farwell.

All alone at last.
My well deserved rest.
No one invades my space.
This new found solitude is sweeter than the sweetest.
An eternity of peace around me.
Freedom is mine.
Cant I live in this arrogant illusion forever?

Don’t take me away, please oh please leave me in this paradise forever.

- 1 / 9 / 2006