Write something that all desire
Happy ending to say the least
Try not to explore the dark side
Instead go for “love in your arms”
And “happy animals in the farms.”
No big task, as it seems
If movies can do it, why can’t I
Just make up a story filled with sorrow
But end it with tears of joy.
All those pitiful souls out there
Will look up to my work in need of inspiration
To fill their sad lives with joy
To raise their spirit and experience elation.
Then it happened, the inevitable
I start to doubt myself beyond limits
As it turns out, I failed to defend
I didn’t question my abilities, I questioned my intent.
Isn’t that what we all survive on
Difficult choice that you have fought
First impression might seem just right
But you always go with your second thought.
And second thought, it was for me
I’m not the one to elate the spirits
I’d rather be an outcast than commit this fraud
Coz I know what I’m meant to be
And it’s definitely not to play the God.
It’s true, as they all say
You have to be what you are meant to be
If voices from within tell you otherwise
You’re choosing to betray your own identity.
You can run away or move on
It’s a dreadful life and you’re caught
Your choice will depend on one single factor
Which of the options was your second thought.
As much as I may claim
I’m not a man of many thoughts
Than to try something different
I’d rather give up and flee
So it boils down to one thing
I’ve become a prisoner of my own identity.
