Complicated Strokes Of Life
People say that I am worth nothing
They are always proven right.
Complicated strokes of life make it so tough
Tough to survive, life has become unworkable
Can I ever succeed so that I am proved as not wrong?
I am struggling to breathe since I am worth nothing
I am not a good character, which I finally do realize
Useless I am, with no life
No life at all as my reason to be is nothing
Nothing, I can say or do which can make any difference
Finally I am destroyed forever
People say I am worth nothing, always they are proven as right
Nothing I am and complicated strokes of life just cage me
I turn into a bird, whose wings are cut
My end is death, which will actually be by taking my own life
It is not something which I ever wish to do
Still, this thought often comes to my mind
As I remain with nothing to love.
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