i held a desire close to my soul, but it kept on slipping like dunes of sand
i practically accepted the truth, but still behaving as if i dont understand
sand clock has filled and emptied thousands of times by now
but still i can see a blur face in my dreams, so what if i cant hold its hand.
so what if i cant hold its hand, but it kept on inviting me,
i smiled i cried, i showed i shyed, but the bug kept on biting me,
i screamed for help for salvation but alash !! heard a single reply
its a war where i will loose, because here "i" am fighting "me"
