JULIET

you think I should follow you as a blind,

you thought you could blow away my mind,

you believe I must wait for you standing on my toe,

but honey, romeo died a long ago.

you wish I would come to you on my knees,

you want always I do whatever you may please,

you wonder how you rule the cupid's arrow and bow,

but honey, romeo died a long ago.

you are obsessed with the beauty you possess,

you are proud for the way you look and dress,

you are unaware but I think now you should know,

that honey, romeo died a long ago.

PRASHANT RANA