Just Stopped Asking...

Just Stopped Asking...

Just Stopped Clarifying...

Reached A Point Where I Stopped Voicing...

Reached A Point Where I Stopped Complaining...

Maybe I Am Wrong,

Maybe I'm Thinking Too Much,

Maybe My Thoughts Get Exaggerated,

But Somehow I Don't Feel So...

Somehow The Times Make Me Realize,

Realize That It Has Changed,

And My 'Benefit Of Doubt',

Stands Without Any Say...

And Then One Day,

I Finally Stopped Asking.

Not That My Priorities Changed,

But Somehow Things Aren't The Same.

Unfailingly You Portray Different Priorities,

And I'm Too Tired To Ask To Be 'Same'.