The Frog In the Well

I talk to new face, and run different races, And visit new places and I still have a restless soul.. I will imagine of the fairy And the house of the devil, The cold of the waterfall, And the hot of the sun, I will day dream about castles, And wonder how the beggars live. I like the ethnic beauty of a saree, I like the length of the shorts i wear. I dream about a perfect wedding, And the perks of a bachelor life. I like the idea of surprise at every turn, And I love the monotonous sight of the walls of my room, I fantasize about the thrill of traveling, And I can't get over the comfort of my bed. I will shut my eyes and visit world's you have never seen, I will talk to faces that might never exsist, I will go to places that are far from real, I will cry over losses and be cheer over victories, Both ofcourse all in my head. For i can talk to you and say you're the best, But well who knows I might compare you to a three legged dinosaur. For all i meant to say is I am a restless soul, For the walls of the world can't stop the imaginations of this soul, You can't put me in a box and tell me this is all, For i am that frog in a well who is way too eager to see the outside world.