What shows the way,
Isn’t always what you wanted.
What promises to stay,
Isn’t always what will.
Maybe, life has had some trysts with destiny,
That ensures misery and distrust.
Maybe, life thought of being free forever,
Ended up getting caught in the chains of thought.
Why such incontinence, dear brain?
That you choke me to my very existence.
Why such cowardice, dear heart?
Cause’ there exists no will to fight for change.
Whoever told you that things shall get better,
Was not just a liar but a cheat,
Who probably is enjoying the mess that you are,
Because nobody cares.