Writing from the core, I swear I'm not lying. Scampering away from life, though not dying. Complicated shit inside head, damn refrain. These ain't lines, but the feelings I framed. The two way journey, one full of prosperity, other of dejections. Rejected the former, rejected the affections. Wishing back the old good times, no more devastations. Fate met irony, the temperament frustrations. Perhaps the worse, I'm trapped. Let the consequences colloid, I'm capped! Ready for the worse!✨
