Well planned replies.
Improvising whenever I asked for why’s.
Trusting it all, being a fool for all.
You just asked and I gave it all.
So here I am, in midst of the jungle.
Weaved day-by-day by you.
Oh, there you are, again,
Acting like you care
Because you still have got some playing to do with your obedient doll.
But baby this time,
I will crawl,
I will fall,
But won’t let you mummify my inner soul.