The days are tough when the heart stays weak
a Battle of who own it more...
sometimes I wonder who gets the pay?
The feeble or the labourer?
The tough or the weak?

A world we live in where your work don't determine your pay
where those who are truly living only sits and make calls
while others live on the remnant
The world where you have to fight for what you want!!!

Don't judge me for wanting to be the feeble who makes calls and enjoys the pleasure of being alive..
Don't judge me for...