You’re ready to let them go, but they still expect you to hold on.

Patience holds lot of answers but patience holders doesn't.

It takes time for understanding, people realise it after the consequences.

Please pass in silence, a wounded heart is sleeping within.

Then there is nobody left to fight.

Feeling burden to others was okay but being burden to myself is a curse.

Don't rush your heart to come out of those memories, they stay, they hurt.

If it was meant to break, let it break in my hands— not by someone who never felt its worth.

They're right in their way I accept, I am wrong.

I should have stopped myself—some things would have been better.

Sudden disappearance creates doubt— better to fade away unknowingly.

Through my defeats, someone smiles — and it isn’t an enemy.

They asked, ‘Don’t you need us in your life?’ I replied, ‘I just don’t want to be a part of anyone’s life.’

Nothing is left to go wrong anymore.