'a'more

I think I'll catch a cold,

From the ice forming within my soul..
I think I'll be a prisoner,
To the loneliness engulfing me from those tiny lil holes...

I get up in the morning,
I put up that far fetched smile..
I stuff in some confidence in the corner of my pocket,
N I walk out with the little hope left by the aisle...

I'm fighting the same old battle everyday,
N when the sun comes down I jus shut my eyes..
Yes I need some warmth,
To melt the insecurities piling up the skies...

There r stars n the moon,
There r lyrics n the tune..
I see them I hear them,
But I still find myself immune...

I need to know that the child in me is still alive,
I wanna feel that the world is still upside right..
I wanna know that when u cut me, there still would be some blood inside,
I wanna know that when I touch it, it won't vanish in a sight...

Feeling of being caught up in high tide,
Feeling of stranding away like a leaf in a storm..
Feeling of the burning of the desires,
Where r such feelings coming from??

It's like a life with an invisible disease,
It's kinda intense yet bleak..
From the imagination to reality n back to imagination,
A little clarity is all I seek...

Shutting the doors dun shut the cravings,
The heart still wants what it wants..
O my Angel can I have some pixie dust pls,
Bcoz my heart still wants what it wants!!