When it hits you off, you cry hard
When it punches your back, you sigh off
When it stabs you hard, you feel dead
Aren't they our emotions? Sweet and perplexed!
Sombre and loathy is how my heart feels,
Wanna scribble those walls,
Slam that door,
Walk around in stillness,
With no complexities to deal.
Tired of the shit that goes,
Faith in the almighty is all I grow!
That one day, peace would thrive my soul,
Silence and composure will be all I'll enroll.
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