My silence talking

Yeah we can dance a dance
but what if we just talked

You see I have conversations
that have never been let out

They're mature and ready
to be let loose

So what if we don't like each other
that accent still sounds sweet

Words don't have to be tall or successful
as long as you have a mouthful

Grab a seat, maybe a drink
leave the pretty girls for one bit

When we're done we can leave
no looking back, no apologies

I need a stranger, not a friend
just for a talk not a dance

The fight is on

Darna mana hai.

Darna mat, bas ladhna.

2011

The beginning is near...

yay! :D

Accounting

Have you ever lay awake thinking how wonderful God is?
Have your walls ever threatened to swallow?
Have you struggled to be you?
Have you ever hoped against hope?

Have I lived? Have I been imperfect?
Have I confessed I cry easy?
Who really watched me? Who understood?
How many smiled because of me?

What's the end of the story?