My eyes are black,
Still i can see blue sky.
I walk in crowd,
Still i feel lonely.
I don't have wings,
Yet i can fly.
I don't have super powers,
Still i can walk through the walls.
I don't know,
Why GOD has gifted me this.
I don't know,
When my journey will end.
After fifty years,
I am still twenty-one.
I helped many people,
But no one has thank me.
I want to say them,
That Somebody Is Me....
But i am scared,
That i am not alive....
There may be a lot,
Who were like me.
Yet
They never got the chance like me,
So, That Somebody Is Me....
