Days are dark..
Nights are darker..
This monotonous rotating Blue Ball...
Sounds very odd and dull...
Repeating the mundane activities...
Living seems to be mere painfull..
What do i want..
Where do i go..
Why am i here...
What am i supposed to do..
For my thundering heart..
Should my eyes rain..??.
Should i shed those..
Will there be anyone to recieve it if i did..
Nobody to caress...
To whom shall i address..!!!
Is living so weary..
Finding an exit...
i will get through..
and rest in peace...
this one is dedicated to the people who got ****ed up with their Group Lead.:(
