Stomp it under her heels too, Satisfy her ego and be happy, Should I complain not about it, Shall I move ahead self-centricly, Studying is of much help not now, Stop I must after writing & revising, Shut I must my mind down now.
Shucks! I myself am torturing my heart.
Time to mend my ways, 'Coz I'm a special human being, Everyone rejects me, Be it people, or let it be life or death, I will live uncompromising all the way, 'Coz it's my second life, And I won't get another lucky chance.
Only a poem or two everyday will help me move on again.