I am weighted down with my sorrow
My heart and mind are full of fear
What might happen tomorrow?
Such thoughts always sheds my tear

I am weak both inside, out
My brain won't function properly
My innocent soul screams and shouts
Why my vision is hidden inwardly?

Why am I not seeing the light?
What has degraded my strength to such level?
Why am I not able to fight?
Is it that I've given way to the devil?

I shouldn't think of myself, so low
As I am just a learning human being
I should light up my own show
Till then I'll just smile and sing

There's always light at the end
Be it a tunnel or a deep cave
But if you've fallen into a well, than
It's your strength that will help you and save

Don't worry about tomorrow
No one has seen the upcoming events
Then, why waste time and energy in sorrow
When your knowledge is enough for new invents...


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