What's the reason I'm here?
In this dreadful world of fear,
Where people close their mind, lest they fall,
Why can't they see those who stand tall?
Why are they behind a life they can never live?
Neither they'll leave a mark, nor they'll give,
Something they ought to, but never will,
But'll give up mountain, if they fail the hill.
What's life to them? Who they want to be?
Why can't they look inside? Why can't they see?
And why do they overlook their original 'me'?
How could they earn pearls, if they fear the sea?
Why do they fear being rebel or misfit?
Why do they walk with crowd, and then knit,
Desires for what others want to meet,
Why can't they feel themselves a bit?
Those who're crazy enough to think
that they can change the world and don't sink.
In the river of fear where others drink
the poison of being always in the pink.
Stand up today, fear not eating dust,
There might be loss, but you must
Know that winning requires a beginning first,
It's your life, and your just.
Coming back from where I started,
Who lives on? And who gets departed?
Want to live in one piece, then fear not getting parted,
One day or another, we'll all get aborted.
But there are some, who manage to live,
because death for them is a chance to outlive…
because death for them is a chance to outlive…
teal sky
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