I'm already dead.
a dead soul enclosed in a fake;
No tears shall you shed,
Don't waste them for god's sake.
The people i adored,
never ever cared.
Now that my soul's dead and cold;
they are shocked and scared.
some say love killed me,
some accuse the lack of it,
but why can't these people see;
every one broke me, bit by bit.
now that is the end of it I guess,
and its time to say good-bye;
and now they've got their mind obsessed,
By hearing and feeling my sighs.
But Now you people are to late,
juts shoulder me down to my grave,
Never mind, Its in my fate,
Don't cry, don't compensate.
Copyright © 2003 Moazzam Rauf. All rights reserved. Reproduced with permission.
[Source: submitted by author].
