Can’t I help my self
Just for some time..
It hurts to be absent
Am I of no use..
A thrown aside crushed piece of paper
Scribbled with useless daily tallies
Where do I get to from here
N what do I get in the end
What am I trying to accumulate
What am I trying to bargain
Is this what can make me of use
No im not again searching the purpose of my life
I just want to experience my life as a part of a life
Do I hardly make a difference
Even if it is all planned, am I meant to believe
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