One In A Million
One In A Million
Standing at the centre of a tornado
Immobile and tenacious,
Not that the storm was fragile
Just for the sorrow anchored down my soul.
Standing on the cliff of a mountain
Unshakable and motionless,
Not that the ridge was little
Just for the empty soul outweighed by the world.
Standing in the thickest of forests
Stationary and adamant,
Not that the forest was bright
Just for the dead soul which sacrificed its life.
Standing on the top of the world
Concrete and numb,
Not that the victory made me arrogant
Just that the emotions are no means to explain any more.
Unexplained and Indecipherable
Enigmatic and Unsolvable
Mystifying and Mysterious
Obscure and Peculiar
Are my problems.
One can never understand
One can never conceive
One can never disregard
One can never disapprove.
Here I am standing with you,
One in a million, One in a billion
You think you know me,
Be prepared for the edition you have never seen