I do not live a life of luxury,
I do not lavish in gold,
I do not have memories
I just fantasize about the stories untold.
I would love to smile,
I would love to sing,
I would love to have happiness on my side.
For that I cannot do,
Because that is just another untold story too.
There are things I have,
There are things I need,
There are things I want,
For they are unnoticed without good deed..
And without it, a mended heart is just a broken heart that will bleed.
Some people I know are good,
some people are bad,
These are the times and memories..
These are the friends I never had.
There is no love in my heart,
There is no fear,
There is no sanity present..
But there is a god whose voice is very clear.
I end this without faith,
I say this without doubt,
I pray without hesitation..
I pray because I walk a god-given route.
So This is it,
The end of my song..
I have let out my fustrations,
I have let out my cries..
Because I know the differences between what is right and what I did wrong.
But also that this pain is where a broken past lies..
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