Become One Of ‘Em

 Become One Of ‘Em

~Miss A

It’s a false detention, I know it all,
The one you’re seeing is not me, it’s a fool
For my personality shines, when I’m with you,
But you’re so far away, shades hide me more than you do.
I am waiting for a kick, I’m waiting for the green signal,
I don’t wanna be someone else, don’t want nobody else,
I wanna show you my strength, from your position.
Watching you I know what I wanna become,
It shows me my passion and ignites my fire underlying,
I wanna be yours, I wanna become one of you.
I could lie to you a thousand times, but I only love once,
If I’m leaving, ask me to stay once, and I’ll stay.

For I love you from my core, all yours no restrictions,
They ask me what will happen to me if our paths misalign.
I bear the pain in my eye, and I smile my calmest look on,
I can’t die, I’m not allowed; will dear breaking in this one life.
When the belt of Orion aligns, me you and our path will become one,
For wherever you are, my soul is begone with you, and I have yours.
My feelings for you is a super massive black hole, it’s consuming me from within,
I’m being burned, you set my soul alight and then you calm me down by melting your ice.
For the witcher to fall in love with the witch, the detention it takes,
The pride to be cut down to find hope, reaches you from within.
This sunflower faces towards your shine, it wraps in loneliness when you leave,
I wanna connect with the stratosphere, I wanna be awake in this tease.

Becoming addicted to the perfume which smells like a misery,
I’m addicted to feel power and dangerous, and you give me that.
You never hold me down, and the will to strengthen is so loud,
I become stronger than I ever was, par more savage.
I came to know your name, in a while I made it mine,
I’m too sleek to slide in your dreams and hack your mind.
I promise all my intentions are pure, even if the tactics are dark,
I know to roar back to the lion, I know when to run and hide.
Priorities blind you, and mine is you, need to mine your limits,
Heat is an un-shattering thing, even when the sun goes down.
Suddenly I’m at my peak, I gave my all and just realized it right now,
When I’m to hide all my secrets, I break down in front of you.

Smile captivating lord, you were right about the misery of the chants,
Bit of poison, bit of bitter, yet a recipe so sweet and delicious, a lie?
If I’d have to write a story, won’t know the difference between bad & good,
I would just know, a difficult karma visited me bejeweled in gifts.
Destiny just wore an umbrella to save me from fire rockets, always stayed there,
Then she left me alone, leaving behind the umbrella to protect myself.
I have always been there, cold, chilled, and there. And then I found you,
I see now I am her, holding out for you, but rather clinging as well.
All I remember from the first time, I can’t remember much but I want you,
Unholy lord, who’s this child, give me a chance dear destiny, to care for him.
I promise I’ll be a smile, be a trauma-breaker, be a shoulder, be a bitch,
Apart from all the things I wanna be for you, I wanna be you.

No questions,
It’s always a yes.
Someday would fall with it too?
Yes.
Would you regret breaking yourself?
Yes.
Would you do it all over again?
Yes.
Are you feeling overwhelmed?
Yes.
Are you crazy?
Yes.
Who are you?
Yes.
Are you sure?
Yes. 2000+1%
<3

Comments

  1. Anonymous22 November 2022 at 11:24

    You girl is love 😍

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  2. Anonymous22 November 2022 at 11:29

    Pura Samajh to nhi aaya but some lines gave me goosebumps

    ReplyDelete

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