Aloof.

Don't ask me how I am, don't ask me how feel. 

Don't ask me how I am, don't ask me how feel.

Don't ask things you don't mean, coz its not a really big deal. 

I'll just wander in the skies, with my cloud of smoke up new highs. .

I don't want any other promises, any other painful lies. 

You've been one sweet, sweet pretty little liar

And all I want to be is away, far away in this situation so dire. 

I know the consequences might be graver they seem 

Isolation is as closer as I could get to my only dream. !

- Tarushi Aswani

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