I am dying from inside,
can't even find a pace to hide,
life's getting exhausted day by day,
Oh my Lord! this is not the way....
Thousands of dreams were kept,
inside my eyes,
now,i can't see anything,
coz they always cries,
now I'm speechless, what to say,
Oh my Lord! this is not the way...
Hopes are turning down,
visions are becoming darker,
is my life is getting blur,
or the bad thing is getting sharper,
i have no idea, where to stay,
Oh my Lord! this is not the way...
Something is going really strange,
sign of goodness or badness,
would my life ever be change?
sometimes happiness, sometimes sadness,
I wish it's not real, just a play,
Oh my Lord! this is not the way....
By: Natasha Baig
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