I’m apprehensive about things that mattered,
Cause when I love I give it my all.
When I water a dead plant,
I want it to bloom in my garden too.
It’s withered picture could take my tears,
As the rejuvenation is done by my heart.
I’m selfish about the quirks I commit,
As I’ve been loyal to every other spirit.
When you get hurt you become voracious,
I am a human, I can have this behaviour.
Every effort did by me, will now have a cost,
I remember the days when I was lost.
I ain’t heartless, I am just self-loving,
A bit more than before, as I did when, into blossom, I was evolving.