Shazza, Shazza always hungry be it day or night
She sneaks into the kitchen right after her mom...

Sitting there on the dark blue couch
she looks lovely wearing her plain black scarf...

At times you accidentally close your eyes
drown within your daydream of purple sky...

Ugly, the name that they all call me
A freak is what they see...

It all started with an empty page
a book that is still clean and new...

Friction of gravels
that brush against my shoe...

You told me that I'm your muse
you grab a pen to let it be at use...

There she is sitting there
in front of her comp...

Breathless
The song which meant so much for you...

You walk past me as I take a sip from my glass
you turn around and give me a second glance...

Another year has past again
It was the eve of your birthday...

Our life started
with our very first heart beat...