Disheartened and burdened, I lie awake,
Like a rudderless ship in an unpredictable wind,
Floating around in the ocen,
Going wherever the wind does take.
Everyday is a new day, a new dream,
Yesterday's dreams all forgotten,
Tossed around by today's tide,
Never understanding where do I belong.
Only aiming to make it real BIG,
The horizon visible, but the path none,
Oh God ! I am doomed, I often think,
But my life must go on.
And thence it occured to me,
why not put pen onto paper,
And give life to my numerous thoughts,
And thus relieve my tortured soul.
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