The me I know is a world unknown,
From my lighted smile to the inherent warmth.
The silly me is nothing new
Its me but its still something borrowed.
When it all goes wrong
All hope is dead
I cheer up because I know its for the best
Not brooding, thanks to being something borrowed.
At times when brutal defeat stares hard
I tremble , fumble ,crumble and I fail
I cry and I break, I stand up tall, a little late
No one has faith but you, I am happy I am something borrowed.
When I hide it, as cupid strikes
I share not any names, I play mind games, I lie
I say I need you not, sometimes you know I am wrong
When hurt, You still wipe my tears 'cz I am something borrowed.
Often what I want I get not
I deserved it but it was meant not
For I do not curse or get jealous or pry
I will cheer from the sidelines, this goodness is something borrowed.
All endless fights we have
I know you are right
I know you think that its my false pride
I hate it when you are always correct,
Alas even you would be something borrowed.
Life and its morbid experiences
Start to rust me out
I know you will take time out to fix me
I am too dear to you,
A part of you, Something borrowed.
Life comes a full circle someday
My Borrowed potions heal , smile and fix the ones I love
Their pain scars me, even when they Fail me I will stand by them.
This is who we all are,
At heart after all , We are all something borrowed.
This is especially for my MOM and all the ones I love- The Powerpuff girls, My Family , My Friends, and Others who were'nt that wise otherwise . ;)
