My head is full of things to be said,
Words and words that remained unsaid.
Getting suffocated inside these walls,
Set up around me by an unseen force.
The Past is gone and is dead
But my memories are still intact,
Surrounding me from all the sides,
Screaming at me for being weak of mind.
Just like everybody I crave for one chance,
To go back in time to undo my regrets.
Regret of saying wrong things at the worst time,
Regret of leaving important things unsaid.
Now I want to sing my heart out,
Dance in the rain till I’m burned out.
Anything, any way I could express it to thee
Things that were left unspoken by me.