The moment to remember, days to cheer up
for,
Walk to walk with my life,
Cheerful worthwhile are not preordained for me, not made for me.
Cheerful worthwhile are not preordained for me, not made for me.
Coming from the remote part of crook,
Have got no good idea about the on all
sides of ambiance,
Tried to do as other do, copied the Martian
culture, and made myself masquerading.
Yeah! All are in worthless, became the
target of all stare at,
For I have done the insane toil.
All peers of mine thought what I were
not supposed to be,
For I am not trying to be what I am believed
to be.
Seemingly, I am in love in the company
of her, no comrade of mine are aware,
Oh God! Am I in love, or it’s just an
infatuation.
But pledge to all lords, my love is in
no way to be revealed.
One is passionate about by me, difficult
to get, no word to filch her.
Anxious to put in the picture to her,
for she will bouquet me up like brushwood.
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