Ask me how I want my life to be,
My answer is 'to be anonymous and free',
I would rather be a stranger ,
In a crowd I can linger,
With no judging eyes,
And no merciful lies,
Amongst people who do not care,
Whether my soul is clothed or bare,
Whether I am happy or sad,
No one bothers, not even a tad..
It's good I don't have to pretend,
Like I need to, when I want to mend,
Relations that are long dead and lost,
But we keep a facade that It's all worth the cost,
Is it really? Does it all make sense?
They know you so well, how will you build that long pending fence?
The bonds that you have are priceless no doubt,
But makes you wonder if that's the desired route.
Do you feel free being known by all?
The template they've made of u,how will u ever maul?
They have u figured out,
Always landing you in a spot,
Those are invisible chains,
On your mind that pains,
What sweetness it would be,
To be charred in a deep mystery..
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