Step on the door step, i know this would happen again,
I know if i turned back away things will always repeat,
Even though you leave it behind, It always knows your path to keep you scared,
I never learned anything cause it keeps joking on me,
Deja Vu! Did it just happened again??
The drought of a flower, The rain that keeps bothering me,
And also the heavy rocks above me...
Finding the potion of cure of changes,
Remove and erase, I keep repeating words and letters i know it shouldn't,
Consequences of mistakes leave a scar and damages,
I've been sentenced in a dark four sides walls, Being a ghost for year,
But the worst part of it is I keep losing my tracks,
Didn't notice that I am running around this circles,
No chances of way out, Just playing in a roller coaster,
I don't like it, And the way its getting longer, It's more terrible I guess,
I hate writing and making cliché,