Why do I cast my look at you the same way?               
Why do I yet account I am the same?               
I am not; I tossed my-old-self away
I am not enduring I don’t prefer pain
Where else can I go?
Where else I cannot see you?
I choose to conceal the sorrow
I chose you, nevertheless I am not worthy of you
Your angelic touch just for me
Your angelic love for me keeps growing
I am happy but with no glee
I am exposing my dirt without showing
I cannot say although I am bound towards you
I can say infinite words but my mouth speaks few