• samuelsanthoshkumar 5w

    In my gene

    I feel so down and cracked But still
    Ill try to hold up the smile i will ,
    Though there's fire upward the hill
    I hold on, till my memories me kill

    Though hiding the truth is cold and mean
    Here I'm hiding pain makeing it unseen
    Killing Memories of how i could have been
    Fate of being a dipressed clown is in my gene