Holding on tight to something that's ment to hurt. My soul trembles, asks me who'd ever Understand the heart of me, If one can look beyond the masks, see through the words, feel the merest. Burning inside, this fear leaves me in ashes And whispers I can never be the one. I can never expect you to choose me, I Haven't been told how it feels to be the one, And I dare not to think, I dare not to speak, This fire, it's burning in me for a long time, And if there ain't anyone who'd want to save Me, I'd continue to burn. ~Anmol