Hundred Questions…

I wish you could love me
Accepting all my follies

I don’t know what I should do
When I don’t hear you enough

Am I addicted to you?
Love is messed up
When we are old

Love I do,
I hate myself
When I can’t save you
But how can I
When I can’t save myself
From these uncertain life

I walk among people
Nothing seem genuine
They wear layers of masks
I have hard time figuring
My innocence has rumbled a bit
I am not pure as before
Learnt a few lessons
About not wearing my heart on my sleeve…

About Dakshi

I thought I was in love, till I met you. I love you, so much...
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