Understanding the world is out of bound.
So try to know yourself to be found.

You cerebral might be blown
When I talk my **** in lyrical form
To this world, I don't conform
I am a unicorn in the human form

You are my one and only muse,
The more I think of you,
The more words I use.
To describe what your presence,
Means to me.
Everything makes sense,
When you, I see.

Every drop of tear you ****
is like a 6-inch nail piercing my heart.
How to wipe them off my shirt
when I'm the reason for this hurt.

Writing makes me feel sane.
When the pen feels me and paper trace my pain.

Your betrayal will hurt me till eternity,
Just like it's forever 2020.

Every time I wake up.
My dreams go to sleep.

Sometimes I wonder
What's the point of this life?
Where people live in disguise
Hiding their pain deep inside
Suffering in loneliness
Are we really so worthless?
That we can't be a little understanding and kind

Why think of settling down?
When we can rise up and above together.

I hope to find the kind of love
which will be more than just a word.

I ain't myself
Since you are gone
You were a habit
So difficult to withdraw
All of these times
We were so wrong
This is it
Together we will grow
Old times were great
This is what the future will hold
For us till reality hits
We didn't wanna get involved
My memory's no sharp
Still, remember the things you told
Life's empty nothing left to hold
So sometimes I sigh
Reminiscing those emotional highs
When I used to fly
Now I'm down on the ground
You are nowhere to be found
So it's better you don't check on me
And call no more
You better with someone with a regular role
On a beach
While I resort to your IG feed
Checking till the end I reach
So I'm happy you living good
You not alone
But I ain't myself
Since you are gone

Why it always happens to me?
Why I can't set myself free?
Why I don't know what is right?
Why I don't have a reason to fight?
Why I never understood what is essential?
Why I never did justice to my potential?
Why I am so misunderstood?
Why I have nothing to look for in this concrete wood?
Why I never understood who were my friends?
Why I never got that this is not the end?
Why I am always skeptic about my belief?
Why I never felt that relief?
Why I am asking so many questions to myself?
Why I never had someone with me to help?
Why I am being so pessimist?
Why I have nothing to wish?
Is it because of not understanding myself?
Or Is it because of not being with you when you needed help?
I don't know the reason for this cyclone inside me
But this time I decided not to flee
Decided to fight against it with whatever I have
Ready to do everything to get out of this dark cave
So that I can find a new way and see a new sunshine
And once again decorate my life with new rhymes.

When I put my pain in this pen,
Ink and feeling start flowing automatically.

Love is not blind.
The one who didn't saw your value is.

In the hope of better days.
Sometimes everyone chooses some dark ways.
It doesn’t mean you’re bad per se.