Written By: Mahnoor Waqar
No matter how tentative I will be
You come in my life to see
To glance and feel that I'm stuck in what a mess
Like some rookie trying to play chess
I trying to get out of this abyss
But quiver with fear instead
As there is no other blood to be shed
But i'll rise from the plain ground
Nothing to be bound even if you try to surround
Cuz I'm a walking pride with no shame
A simple girl with a pocket full of aims
A prisoner with much to claim
A firework with no greed for fame
To go from this world
With all that I came and aim.
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