Are you tired?

Let me lend you my blade.

You can rest in peace on the floor,

On the cold floor.

With blood running with the water down the pipelines,

And you turning purplish blue.

Oh, guess what my love,

Let me lead you to a path,

Where You will never suffer.

I am unique in my ways,

And you are going to love it.

This new place will give you chills,

But a good feeling.

I just want to take you there,

Don't step out of the house,

This is your home,

Your safe place.

If you go,

I am guessing, you will be dead.

By society, culture, rules, regulations, caste.

Imprisonment for the good things you will do,

But you can stay here till they recognize you.

And know who you are..

Come back inside,

You are going to catch a cold.

Look they are already tearing you down,

Don't let them,

You will win their hearts and It will be the best feeling.

Trust me..

Don't leave.

I am here for you.

Am I not your friend?

Or if you like to say,

"Your Imaginary Friend".

Believe me,

Your a good girl.

let's go in..

Its for the best..

You cannot just be leaving..

It is too early..

Come on, love.