Thought, some pals call me insane
cacophonous but a lovely heart having lots of shades
psycho is my personality but acts inane
and for me! m searching myself since years
Clear is my thought which can roam in dark
which loves to play games with different mind
perplexed when i read them saw lots of life cut marks
with fists starts bleeding and can feel same inside
Juggling books on one hand a pen on the other
a heavy bag to add to the burden
running helter-skelter, chasing an unknown treasure
i started seeking love and affection
lots of friend but no1 is mine
everyone seems special and for me is dear
blurts their heart but eyes are mine
still searching for the heart where everything is clear
ooo shit! i don't join the madness again
sat down on the empty marine-drive of XISS
amazed when saw evrything constantly run
like a hamster in a wheel, trying to live a life
Smiled, all of a sudden got each and every answers
brain clicked not-even 3 months left, and the kiddy heart blurts a story
see moment is passing and will not lasts forever
so make a memory which nvr lasts with ur nice pair of eyes and a bad memory
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