"We were so good, you let me go for no
real reason."
Did I ?
Dear ‘Mr. Oh we were so good !!’
You were never mine to keep.
But you don't agree,
Because you stamped me as your own property.
My dear, get your vision checked,
For I am a human, not a statue to keep in your
showcase.
You want me to be yours,
But you put up conditions.
Honey, I didn't sign a 'terms and conditions
apply' before meeting you!!
You carried on, thinking "slowly she will
change."
But I am not clay whom you can mould.
You went ahead, and thus started your lust,
we had fun,
and you say, "see we have so much fun, we
are good."
but you forget, your lust is a dying craving,
if I walk off.
you have the ego, the nerve to rule the world,
and so you want to own me.
Your ego, your nerve, saddens me,
For you found something in me,
Yet you can’t have me.
Sweetheart, I don’t look for heads nodding,
in approval of my presence.
I walk on the path I draw for myself.
I raised my own kingdom and I alone rule it.
You might be the much wanted prince,
You might be the ruler everyone wants,
But I am the queen of this kingdom,
Where your world has no existence.
And I define your position as nothing but a
drudge.