To Tell You a Story

I will tell you a story
In all its glory

It might not be upto your mark
Cuz the words are woven in dark

Still I pray you might give it a thought
the last resort in my world of draught

Maybe its too late now to look back
As the courage needed is what I lack

Listen to me, it may sound graunt
Though in memory it still haunts

Words did not come to me, not yet
Breaking me in regret

Just the same empty silence every time
I try to bring together my crime

The same that we all do
But still asking everyone who

Listen to me
I want to tell you a story
My story

But I am not able to form words of its how
Should I just give up, now

I am trying to give my story a voice
So that in despair I may rejoice

For the world has done just that
Looted me and threw on asphalt

But I cant bring to hear this story
Even to my ears
Growing up as captive surely has its fears

I wonder would you ever know what's in between these lines
Brought together with hopes going blind

I did tell you
It might not be upto your mark

Because Just like me
Its woven in dark.