If there is no cure, you must endure

Till they are cuts which won’t hurt anymore

All it was, a mere knock on the door

Will surely takes more than a ‘hello’ to assure

If this ordeal is even real?

that’s the deal, you know the drill

You can’t stay for long, you wish to see the world out there

But you worry about the closed door on your return,

the door is always a glass, can be broken

Know that pieces will scatter & marks may remain

It is not all about you, but you are still in the game

And Me, Sure will be cool

for I too like it a bit sour.

If there is no cure, you must endure

Till they are cuts which won’t hurt anymore

All it was, a mere knock on the door

Will surely takes more than a ‘hello’ to assure

If this ordeal is even real?

that’s the deal, you know the drill

You can’t stay for long, you wish to see the world out there

But you worry about the closed door on your return,

the door is always a glass, can be broken

Know that pieces will scatter & marks may remain

It is not all about you, but you are still in the game

And Me, Sure will be cool

for I too like it a bit sour.

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