I’m tired of the face I’ve got,
I’m tired of my heart inside
I’m tired of everything that breaths
I’m tired but I can’t go to sleep…
Better were the days, no more indeed
When I laughed at my present
& cried all night
At least no more was my grief to greet
Wasn’t I the only walking alone?
Slowly the ambience showed its hue
And I lost my sanity to fate……
Contributed by: Shakti Shetty, Sanpada, Navi Mumbai, India
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