Tuesday, March 20, 2012

I walk in through the door
though the windows were left bare
could have easily peeped in
to know if you are there
Sitting with all your glamor
flashing your perfect smile
alone, you're picture perfect
so I stay on the blind side...

The room is full of people
the room is full of light
the room is full of mirrors
the room's too full of lies
You stand there in the centre
you stand there, oh so bright
glorifying everything else that stands
but I stand on the blind side...

The camera's too dazzling
The mood is just too bleak
The silence's shrieking out too loud
and the talk is just too cheap
I slip out of my little corner
I meet your golden eyes
and though I have tampered with the picture
I am happy that I am alive...