I never thought that how tiring it is to be a writer
Whereas every lesson becomes a futile chapter
Turned down, yet never resolved nor forgotten
Just left my brain and heart stranded and rotten

Feeling of longing for someone, 'til you got one
Now I'm feeling more alone, cared by mere none
I broke down, misery-stricken head down the floor
Incapability to flow the waterfall, tored me more

My mind was set, never chase, never adore, wait
Never create delusions, reroute to...