Taking back what's mine
Screams taking up all I own
Screams making me believe I am no one
Screams enchanting him over my sorrow
Cause his joy only lies on my failed tomorrow.
They try and try
To ensure I give up
My eyes cry
For they never give up.
They take my beauty
They take my time
They take my energy
To I can never recognize whats mine
But my beauty was never limited to time
And my energy recharges from the harmony of shallowest chime.
Whats mine will be what I am
And a little scream
Cannot prevent my yell.
Copyright © Moksha Kochar | Year Posted 2025
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