“I’m too weak to do anything right now. I know, that it’s in my blood, to underperform, no matter what I do.
People laugh. People laugh, and then, they move on. But, It doesn’t stop there.
They share it there, with more and more like-minded people. Nothing more or less can ever be expected.
My dreams aren’t perfect. I always die in the end of it. Change is inevitable. But, there are no signs.
I see nothing but darkness in broad daylight. I need rehabilitation. But, I’m the only one suffering from it.
So, I see that there’s nothing in this world which can eradicate whatever that is lurking deep inside me.
Are you the pain of my life? Or, are you the failure altogether? It wouldn’t be surprising if you just say –
‘Don’t worry, we’re just playing with your life and extracting the best out of you. It will not take much time.’
Who are you? It doesn’t matter if you don’t reply. I just want you to stay away from me.
It is truly embarrassing. People aren’t pointing out at my mistakes. They’re just laughing, and fading away.
I’ve tried to catch them. But, they’re already aware of the escape routes. This game isn’t funny anymore.
Everything is staged. The script is already written. But, you don’t get to choose your favourite role.
You’re programmed to dance to the tunes. You either dance, or make way for others. Things are irrelevant.”
You’re below average. So, hands up! You’re arrested.
I can’t afford to love
But, I’d like to tell you
That sooner or later, I’ll be gone