Do you still want me?
I’m the outcome that you so dearly desire
Why would you be so naive?
Maybe you’re a dreamer, a lover, a fighter indeed
Holding on to the hope of achieving me, as I conspire.
Do you still want me?
You hold on to the desire, not realizing that you’re free
Let me not be the only thing you wish to acquire
Why would you be so naive?
Tighten your grip on reality, not the possibility of we
I may not be good for you. Providence might not let our union transpire
Do you still want me?
Do not let life pass you by, as you struggle, pestering god with your plea
For I shall drain you of all the strength you require
Why would you be so naive?
If it’s not meant to be, it’s not meant to be
From eluding your advances, I may never tire
Do you still want me?
Why would you be so naive?
Mohammed Faaiz Dastagir is 23 years old and aspires to be a writer who has substance, depth, and clarity.
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