Creep || Ali Muhtasham

I can't give you all the the flowers that can be all,

To make you shiver , to make you less pitfall

I could bring the stars down,

To make them composite of a crown,

But I won't do that 'cause love,

You going to end up with a frown.

The fear you've been facing hard , though

is just a Mom's Illness , not to get you through,

The words I've been speaking out so loud

in my heart silently when I saw you in the crowd.

I don't torture, I just excuse.

I don't want flamed shits to fuse.

I'm happy that you finally know

This man really wants you though,

You popped an inexcusable excuse

to make me keep firing even in the truce.

I'm not a fear to be feared

Stay placid , I can be steered.

Tell me how to live and feel no hurt

Everyone's sad , even the fucking kurt.

The man you think as a fear has become a creep

The journey's so small and too steep.

Why don't you accept you've got space

in your mind for the love case.

Tell me why you've made me a creep.

Tell me why you've made me to think

That Even If I try to reach you again

I'll be tagged as a fucking stink.

I bowed down to pray, just to get things in my favor.

I'm not a liability , I'm fucking savior.

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