The Cynic Communtity

  You Hate Her, You Wannabe Her ~ Miss A. There she goes again, Enlightening the path behind her Going in her flow, tip-toe. Oh!  Who's she again? Stop her, where's she heading for? Try on hittin', but she has a sense of wit underlying. You'd try to compress her, make her belong, Oh! That... "Don't make me hate you more". Who's she again? What did she do to get here? Oh! What a slut! Impeccable imprecations all prejudiced. 'Cause there's no way you'd know ever her inside. You spill shit, before you open up your mouth, You'd shout, she's rushing, making her way, The path clears on its own, she can't be sabotaged. For after-all, you're wearing fabric, And she's wearing art. You're taunting curiosity, She's teasing drama. You're haunting fear, She's ensembling pain. And you know you'd end in vain, When she's moving a pawn in her game. Oh! you but wanna silently be her, The miles to reach, but somehow

  YOUR VOICE -Miss_A   It’s been so long, I crave to hear your voice You scare me, where are you now Shredder of love, all your words of ice Here I’m holding the tears, so low. I’m singing all the songs so coarse But would you understand what pulls me up... I’m hearing nothing but tones of morose Been begging the heavens for any sugar in cup. No,   I’m not shocked to meet you here I wished I could, but rather I sigh, I’m relieved You’ve been fine I hope All the wishes I asked the meteorites Was no one else’s but only yours. It looks like you were missing me as well For your eyes don’t say you wanna run away. I’ve holding, trying to grasp the least Of your voice, memorizing it every day Hoping I won’t forget the melodies Soothing it is to my ears, and how much How will you ever know... Losing a note was like losing a part When would you know! I take a step towards you. And then I am stuck to the ground. But I see you move quickly to me as well How do yo