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Hopeless The days have changed now, The pasts are

Hopeless

The days have changed now,
The pasts are now just a memory,
Nothing is matching with my thoughts,
And I don't understand where I can find the glory.

Why everyone is shouting and yelling next to my door?
Why there is so chaos out there?
Why people are killing themselves?
Is it not unfair?

My lord, if this is not unfair,
Then, what is right and wrong in this planet?
I am still in search of the answer of this question
May be our brains are more dangerous than a grenade.

'May you live long' has now become an impure sentence,
Because its translation now stands in its destruction.
May one day, this earth ends of fire,
Then it would be the perfect natural selection of everyone's desire.  I too have a desire. A desire for death of the most dangerous animal in this earth.
Hopeless

The days have changed now,
The pasts are now just a memory,
Nothing is matching with my thoughts,
And I don't understand where I can find the glory.

Why everyone is shouting and yelling next to my door?
Why there is so chaos out there?
Why people are killing themselves?
Is it not unfair?

My lord, if this is not unfair,
Then, what is right and wrong in this planet?
I am still in search of the answer of this question
May be our brains are more dangerous than a grenade.

'May you live long' has now become an impure sentence,
Because its translation now stands in its destruction.
May one day, this earth ends of fire,
Then it would be the perfect natural selection of everyone's desire.  I too have a desire. A desire for death of the most dangerous animal in this earth.