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They Say I have Changed,

They Say I am not the same..

I wonder why they think so...May be as

I refuse to keep hanging like a game.

I was stupid, I was mad..

That was the advantage the world had

I believed, trusted and loved them.

Only to realise..I was back stabbed.

Through all the lies and fakeness,

I kept crumbling like a pack of cards,

I was fragile , frail and weak

Every stroke broke my heart

O yes..I am a stone now,

A precious one, a jewel,

The beauty I have is so intrigue that

You are just not allowed to dwell.

I believe I have changed,

Since i am no longer the headline..

I believe the time has come,

For you...to live by my guidelines.

To the world where my feelings,

Turn into subject for Jokes,

...I am Lost and..

The Roads to me are forever closed.