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Did it have to be this way,
Did all these have to whack my brain,
Did all these have to make me breathless,
Actually I don't know what to think of anymore,
For the more I delve into the world of thoughts,
The further I prey into my mind,
The more I get to lose a lot,
Even the good that I intend to cherish in it.
The world indeed is an ocean,
A sea of issues racking brain tissues I say,
For at then ahead is a blur,
Clouded by this fog and mist ahead,
That keeps me thinking with no ultimate decision,
That keeps me thinking to the point of falling ill,
For this trail itself is a labyrinth,
One that getting out means losing some cast lots.
© Grassland
Did all these have to whack my brain,
Did all these have to make me breathless,
Actually I don't know what to think of anymore,
For the more I delve into the world of thoughts,
The further I prey into my mind,
The more I get to lose a lot,
Even the good that I intend to cherish in it.
The world indeed is an ocean,
A sea of issues racking brain tissues I say,
For at then ahead is a blur,
Clouded by this fog and mist ahead,
That keeps me thinking with no ultimate decision,
That keeps me thinking to the point of falling ill,
For this trail itself is a labyrinth,
One that getting out means losing some cast lots.
© Grassland
