Walking here is full of surprises Each day in itself is a crisis. You think, your past will leave you And when you tell the truth everyone will believe you But this isn’t how it works here You have to lose first, in order to get there You try to save the sinking ship But soon you remember a promise and leave it all to - Gossip You leave some people But the heart spirals around in the same old circles Now you have nothing left, but the memories And lots and lots of worries In penance your heart sinks everyday Hoping that someday it will all go away You know now they all think of you less, New day passes but leaves behind the old mess Reality knocks on your door once and then twice But you again refuse to take her advice. Featured Image- Pixabay
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