• ayushgarg 10w

    The world keeps me awake
    have to find a way out,
    maybe, to follow the light of life
    or just to witness what it's all about.

    All the streets are connected
    yet I can't go back,
    can't even wait for someone here
    everything turns black.

    All the things that I crave
    are out of my sight.
    But why am I so vulnerable here?
    How did I end up all alone in this plight?

    They gave me the proposition
    but never the ambition,
    they designed a dream; full of life.
    But why does it fail to function?

    The world keeps me awake
    have to find a way out,
    maybe, to follow the light of life
    or just to witness what it's all about.


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