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A Hidden Layer


Finally, chasing what I want
No more about colour and font
All about idea and the word
Finally, walking away from the herd

Has been only a little while
Not trying to judge, just smile
“Let me see how it goes
Not ascertaining the flows”

But questions from every end
Wanting to know about each bend
While some, I know, truly care
Others, there is a hidden layer

Since this is away
They want me to stray
“How else can I be right
No suitable answer in sight”

I just answer, I am quiet now
One day I will roar and how
Waiting for my day of glory
Then, I will tell my story

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As the flight takes off
So does my though
Is this me on the top?
Or am I just a prop

Priorities, goals have changed
Probably even I ain't the same
Giving it all I have, all my might
But will that alone suffice?

The people, conditions also matter
The timing, situation all have a role
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Will I be able to turn it around?

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Opportunities, options abound
Listeners and actions I doubt
Do I stay and change, or is it lame

Will all these questions in my mind
Answers I still can't decide Meanwhile, flight is sailing smooth
And that harbingers a change

Maybe it is the initial struggle
Maybe it is that first thrust
Then it is you above the cloud
A smooth sail, a monitored ride