White Lie

Sitting with many dreams in her eyes

The hope of becoming a twinkling star

Expectations of soaring high in the blue sky

Her vision for the celestial height 

And fantasy at pinnacle overnight

Gasping in the unusual flight

And suddenly realized the strange fright

What would she do if reached her destination

And thrown back after the culmination

The futility of medals, trophies and all achievements

Taught her the lesson to remain confined

Better to be a bug than to be a butterfly

Rested in peace trusting this white lie