• chaitra_rao 9w

    At the end of the day
    I think I'm alive
    But I often forget
    Why?

    At the end of the day
    I think I'm happy
    But I end up asking
    Really am I?

    At the end of the day
    I think I accomplished something
    But I can't help feeling
    Was it worth losing the life I ought to be living?

    At the end of the day
    I think it's all settled
    But I can hear myslef whispering
    Whom are you convincing?

    At the end of the day I sleep
    Hoping for happy days soon to begin
    But I can hear my heart sighing
    If it is always the same I never want to wake up again



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