Its been a long time now,
Since I last had a real smile.
Why cant anything in this entire world,
Make me happy for a while.

How long do I have to be fake?
Till someone sees my innermost.
Even if he sees will he be able,
To drive me out of this dark coast.

I’ve been defeated in love,
Time and again without another fail,
It happens because I’m not worthy for love,
Maybe I’m like trash that is stale.

Why does my world seem,
Entangled just like my messy hair.
All the troubles that creeps towards me,
No one seems to care.

I don’t know what I’m destined for,
Maybe to someday die.
Then why am I living without an aim,
I demand an answer why.

When I look at myself in the mirror,
I hate the person I see.
I can’t blame anyone for it,
I entirely blame only me.

To this mean world,
I remain a huge laughing stock.
My living to the world
Is nothing more then a rock.

The only way to seek an escape
And end my tragedy now,
Is to end my dreaded living,
And **** myself somehow!