Lying 2 myself

Donno what I was upto…
Donno where I was heading…
The noise was deafening
It was so unlike me
I was sure all was gonna be fine..
But inside
But inside
I was lying 2 myself…

Donno what I was looking for…
I thought everyday will be another day
but the same old story repeated
It was so unlike me
I was sure all was gonna be fine..
But inside
But inside
I was lying 2 myself…


Donno what was inline 4 me….
There were some theories
There were some practices
I thought I was optimistic
but did sounds like pessimistic
The line was becoming misty
It was so unlike me
I was sure all was gonna be fine..
But inside
But inside
I was lying 2 myself…


Donno who was he?
who always believed in pluck rather than luck
saying only “ All is well” was not gonna be enough…
It was so unlike me
I was sure all was gonna be fine..
But inside
But inside
I was lying 2 myself…


Donno if I liked d situations…..
Donno whether my heart was pounding over or not…
I faced them all but now I am tired…
Its so unlike me
I am sure alls gonna be fine..
But inside
But inside
I am lying 2 myself…



PS:- i guess d moments r coming really fast... :)