No destination,
No understanding of present,
My train in moving ahead,
What people criticize
What people think,
are not bothering anymore,
Day by Day I am becoming a day old,
Head to toe flows with energy shrink me,
Get me lost in thought,
Unknowingly take me to the other world,
Takes days to homecoming,
It starts with debut in my real world,
Contemplating whole day about my headache the days pass.
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