Daunting
From the depth of the heart
Daunting to dance
Daunting to dance
It rejuvenates the past phobia
It rejuvenates the anxiety.
Again I feel restless
again I feel helpless
Again I have found myself at the previous stage
Where the countless faces are laughing at my fate.
The days of school memories again reunite
where I danced and then too much criticized
The singing episode I again recollect when I was called the singers of the best
But one day I feel a peculiar fear
And lost my inner passion to be the singer at the layer.
Times passed and I forgot those things.
Faced my fear and gained some instincts.
Spoke well in debates and speech
and then felt my limbs
But today again it revitalizes
And it drains my confidence to the helpless ride.
But it isn't the end
It isn't the end
Because,
I am not a chap to be kicked by my fear
and the things will turn, it is definitely clear.
and the things will turn, it is definitely clear.
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