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SICK
My head is pounding My blood is rushing My palms are all sweaty And everything is just nasty
I’m sick, I’m sick, I’m really, really sick Now, even minor things make me tick I’m sick of my life, sick of my job
Why won’t anyone listen to me? Why doesn’t anyone understand me? Why don’t they step into my shoes and see That something is certainly wrong with me
Nobody cares, nobody minds They can’t afford to set aside their precious time Not even for me, a pitiful soul in need Nowadays, nobody bothers with a simple good deed
So, here I am, all alone I’m surprised I haven’t turned into a stone Being contained within four blank walls One could get lonely and stiff after a while
Files and documents are everywhere I have started my journey but it ends nowhere I know I left my brain somewhere But when I need it, it’s just not there
WHOOSH! My friends’ bullet trains shoot past Look at them, they are sure going fast I’m still huffing and puffing behind Hoping to catch up with them in time
The climb towards success is steep But I’m steadily traveling in my faithful jeep Strength, encouragement and love is all I need One day, I’m sure I’ll be at the lead
*Rajwinraj*
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