I look at my car windshield, small drops of rain blurring the view ahead,
the viper washes away those drops, but I feel there are some stains on my heart,
which would never be wiped away, those stains have gone deep in my life like wounds.
These wounds now have started hurting me at every happy moment of my life, it's true
the rose has to bear it's thorn's and so do I have to bare with my close one's
They are all leeches who drain my emotions away, every time I got close to my own people
i burnt my hands in the politics of relationships, to me every relation seems twisted, manipulated.
My mind does not know whom to trust and whom not to, even the rainbow in the sky fades does not stay forever, and so do happy moments in my life elope like a rainbow from the sky of my fate.
