Dance with the Music

I hide the rhyms in me for years.
Chances from nowhere, I heared the same rhyms up in the air.
In thoughts, I danced with you the way it should be.
Hoping these dreams would be in front of me.

I drowned myself into this fantasies.
And risked my all for your sympathy.
Again, we danced the music the way it should be.
And sadly, a shadow hit me as I realized,
That the woman you are with was not me.

Without hesitation, I run and fly high.
No more reasons could be formed for pretensions and lies.
Something from within been screwed and hurt.
To leave was the best to mend the pieces you left.

Till this time, in this foreign land.
You haunt me still and play the rhyms I run by.
How can I be whole again if you keep on playing the false alarm.
Oh man stop it, If your my friend this time let me hear another
   rhyms and dance with the right one.