I've never died like this,
never lied to live
is it only me ?
looking for a clear version of life
Having douts three bags full
all the causes pretend to be my own
I'm still skipping those classes
where laughing is a syllabus too
I've never listened like this
never come out of cave
is it only me ?
finding breath beyond those crisis
Being love by some stuffs,
praising the mess,
it looks like perfect palet
holding by my artist souls
never been all alone
like this
never searched them before ,
I had stored those
Won't to be left
won't to be meant
What I want , even not sure ;
all I can see a home
builded with blocks of cramp
wounds are rejecting cure
I'm not sure
what I've never done before like this
Don't see me
if I come to your lane;
In the morning if you can see a star
yaa , you are lucky in dim
©nischit
N