What is it that makes my identity
What truly belongs to me
Is there anything at all
Or is it all just a fake morale
How do I see myself today
Is it any different from yesterday
Am I really befitting my life this way
Are my ambitions running astray
Why don’t I find in me
what ive been searching since eternity
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time n again the same wounds resurface some sounds which had clung on to my ears when i was there some moments which i forgot by the roadsid...
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just when i found myself free you bounded me in chains mysteriously when i tried to run out you carved me on the wall to shout what is it th...
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There are millions of sides to everyone of us. Everyone is somewhere or the other trying to relate, what we actually are. But we are not wha...
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