Theblackone

Stuck In a world, I am. Searching of truth, about my state. Wanting to know, about this world. Pondering about, "who am I?". Searching for a thing, to help me out. With something, I want my way out. Wanting a thing, which shows my path, From the darkness to the light. Wanting a view of this world,      in a way which is much better. Need that thing, to make me complete. Searching a thing, to get some joy from. Searching for that thing, all my life. Want to know 'how that thing would be'. Will not rest untill I find my thing. Will that thing tell me "who am I?".

Be a wizard, like a lizard. Fool your enemies, with your tricks. Let them enjoy, while you go with joy. Before they know, you would have gone. Like a lizard, let you fight. When they win, you lose your tail. Tail is the trick, that fools your fight. Let them enjoy, with your tails. By losing your tails, you lose nothing. They get stuck and think it is something. Fool them by acting like they are hurting. They get stuck enjoying, while you would be going. Be a wizard, like a lizard.

Lost in darkness of the clouds. Searching the way out to homes. Surrounding me there are woods. Things are visible for no good. With my friend I was travelling. To our goals, and our dreams, chasing. Took a break and went for napping. Woke up and found him missing. Searching for him everywhere, Between the woods I was there. Found no trace him anywhere. That's when I saw a light somewhere. In the light I could see him, With lots of fear inside him. Tried to speak with him. There was no reply from him. Got to know it was not me, Who had lost in the woods. It was he who had lost inside me. He was my Inner self, lost in woods.

Fought with him, for what he did. Lied to me and hid what he did. Not the first time, he is doing things. From the times, I was his. Sitting with him, there was I. Eating foods and saying things. Then she came, doing things. She took him and I was not his. I didn't know, about the things, He was doing for that bitch. Got to know, they had gone out. Without making me to find out. Got to know and asked him about What it means about the girl. He was saying they were peers. But I was once the girl he need.

I forget things, when I am with you. There are things, which I have left for you. You're mine, there you are to guide. You are glue, I am for you. You make beats and some heats. You are rhythmic which make me romantic. Touches my soul and it's my goal. Its my nature, to dance for it. You are my sea, I try to see. With a raft, I try to run. You drag me in, back from world To you, you are my dream. I don't say words, I don't write things. You are my way, to express things. I dance not to impress. I dance only to express.