There are times that I feel like giving up
While sipping my coffee in my favorite cup
I wonder how many more life exams is there for me
Why am I not alerted of how its gonna be
Of how many more tests I have to sit for
Like that I would need the supply of ink more
The challenges that braid in like ropes
Kicks me everyday, yet I try to cope
This life is not free as I imagined as a child
Much more I've seen, even my brains gone wild
I complain to myself of not being able to meet
The requirements that come at my feet
It's sad to know that life would get stuck sometime
Where only you can dwell outlining the rough time
I am well versed now with every situation
Non that are mentioned in our constitution
Living and accepting each day is a hard work
Loneliness and silence are the two I often talk
Loved one's I have but around are non
Some think my life is entertaining and full of fun
Less do they know its not what is there to show
Few who have seen the depths of me know
That my days are not as normal as it looks
Step in with me a day with your note books
Write down each task that I do from morn till noon
You will realise, you judged me too soon...

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