She is my lifeline...
since The cut on that umblical cord, I ain't got a person as I got my lord. They were trynna' give me lukewarm, but your arms felt like much warm. New faces made me look wry, whereas mine made you ecstatic cry. Everytime I needed that lullaby, and turned your sleep to standby. You gave me a name, and in your eyes it always got a fame. You stays staunch to take my care, also it includes your horrifying stare. Sometimes you forget your birthright, to make me shine more bright. Why you always wanted to borrow, my life's pain and sorrow. I can see you smile, even after those obstacle's pile. For yourself you are cold as an ice, but for me you are burning with lots of sacrifice. You can handle me twenty-four / seven, and to me this feels like heaven. By keeping aside your wishes of having a girl with feminine glam, you accepted me as the way I am. The snobby me pops you in trauma, but then the rueful me promises a new transfor...