i think you are having fun
laughing at me,
mocking at my condition....
.
fixing my life in a trifle,
jeopardising my every move...
making me pay hard,
for mistakes i never commited...
.
i think you are having fun,
taking away my share of happyness
just wen it came in my bare hands,
leavin me in waryness so dark...
.
i think you find it funny,
to see me toil hard..
to see my dreams,
ripped in pieces apart...
.
but i am not scared,
of the miseries you impart...
i will laugh back at you in return,
asking is this the best you've got...
.
no matter how hard you will try,
my heart is never gonna say die...
my limits of perseverance,
extend farther than boundaries of sky...
.
you can burn my soul,
testing it in your fury of lashes,
but the phoneix inside me,
will always rise from its ashes...


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