I feel my boat wandering with rusted keel
But they perceive that it as just a speil..

It aches, when to someone to make an appeal
And at last you yourself have to deal..

They critisize me that y on about everything I reel
But to their sake, I don't need to to be ideal..

Sadness has become unstoppable wheel
And it's misery when i can't reaveal..

Onto your emotions, when you learn to put a seal
Is the only time, I suppose to make yourself heal..
© Mmasrat riyaz