school ke pehle Din mile the, Rote Rote Sab aye the par tum has rahe the.
Usi baat se rote rote me chup hua tha aur wahi se dosti ka pehla chapter shuru hua.
Padhai ke chor Hum washroom Break ke bahane aadha lecture bunk Krte the.
Break me 15 ki sandwich aur 10 ka juice aur kaha koi kharche the.
7 bje se pehle agr barish hogi to scl nhi jaenge aur usi ki chutti Milte hi barish me jam ke nahaenge .
Result ke din kiska Kam ayega uspe shart lagti thi aur agr uska zada Aya to ye sochke bht phat ti thi.
Mere saamne shart harke Jeet ta hmesha tu hi Tha , kuch nhi pada yr bolke topper banta tu hi Tha... Jhuta saala!!.
Pehli baar kisi ldki ko dekhte dekhte tumne mujhe dekh Lia tha ,uske saamne usi ke Naam se chidane ka zimma tumne le Lia tha .
Teacher ne jab daat ke bahar hmko khara Kia Tha , class room se zada bhr hmne seekh Lia tha.
Aakhri baar jab aakhri din ham mile the kai wade hamne kr lie the.
Par tab shuru Hui zindagi ki asli class, alg school me admission no same class.....are Koi naa alg school Hai to Kya hua har week Milte rhenge par Sach btae dost aur kitna khud ko dhakte rhenge .
Pehle milke plan banate the ab Milne ka plan banta hai........in sab me kahi kho si gayi Hai hmari zindagi.
Kaha Hai yr Mera vo school Wala dost kaha Hai.......

I just have an awful attitude
Like I should be entitled to freedom 
Or peace
Like I should be entitled to you 
Being entitled to that to 
And not giving a **** 
About me. 
I just have a horrible attitude 
Like I should not question 
Everything I’ve been told 
Or learn or want to stand on my own 
To not judge
But instead to understand 
And I can’t help it 
That I can’t sit 
In a class for 8 hours 
Without thinking 
My mind drifts 
And I realize I just have a horrible attitude 
About life, must be because I see the beauty in every 
Flower 
And every human 
And I think about it all the time 
I just have the worst attitude really
Because I hate structure
And I hate money 
And I hate evil thoughts 
And I like to believe that people are good 
And I like to believe that life is a blast 
Even if I have to sit in a prison for 
8 hours and call it class 
I just have a horrible attitude really
I just do 
And there’s nothing I can do 
But sit here and laugh

Over my deepest flesh
There is something I hide behind my smile
Ever since my sufferings started...

At First its too hard to pretend
that everything's alright and I taught that
if I can't manage to keep these thing inside
everything will be remain miserable...

My faith,hope,love or even everything I own
will eventually void by these thing and
turn everything in to guilt and hatred that I never ever wanted to feel...

Because I already done with that side... But its keeps pursuing behind...
I've to resist these darkest side
Before its turn my way again to its glide...

The Side that I hated most....
Is always inside trying a countless attempts
to bring me in the bottomless hole....

Just like a cave that's has no escape...
Or an illness that's has no cure...

It's always there waiting to your weakest days....
When everyone turning back on you... When everyone judge you...
And when everyone blame you...

The Calling of that Dark side you always tried to blur... That's Whispering "Revenged"...