By iG nik_rajput_elf
I want to bring back my face in the mirror.
If given a chance, I want a lot from you.
No cigarette father but I carry matches with my pocket
There’s a lot of pain inside me that I want to burn.
I want to write my situation, pain in poems
I want to immortalize myself on every word.
I want to dry up the sea that bounces in my eyes
I want to fill colorful dreams with butterflies in my eyes.
I want to change myself
I want to come in front of the world by giving my life.
I want to forget some accidents, I want to live
I want to laugh I want to change my luck.