Saturday, December 6, 2008

you never understood me,
you never understood what i wanted to be.
you would never understand, that what i did, was for your own good,
you would never understand my sacrifice, of myself, for no good,
atleast by my sacrifice, i made you realize,
that you are not caged, you're still a bird,
though you may feel won,
but actually its me who won,
what i wanted, i have achieved,
i wanted you to be free, to fly in the open sky,
though i have lost you, but im not grieved,
because you have elevated my spirits to a new high,
see, now you can fly..
my tears get dry..when i think...you fly..

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