They look up at me and expect an enigma,
But how am I to tell them, I’ve got no natural charisma,
They look up to me and believe the rumours,
But how am I to tell them, I’m just a regular human,
They look up at me and see a saviour immortal,
But how am I to tell them, I’m only a mere mortal,
They look up at me and expect tales of my glories,
But how am I to tell them, that all of my exploits are only stories,
They look up at me and see man vs myth,
But how am I to tell them, I have nothing to regale them with.
ANVI TUTEJA
-with you till the end of the line, pal-
Thoughts Caught 