From womb to tomb why they judg
Have they seen my future,It is such
Why they pin point my mistake
Is my hard work fake?

Do they know me better then me?
Why they are always judging me
For them I am a dead soul
living in an unknown world alone

Yes I can not change what they think
But I know I have hidden , coloured wings
Let me write my big story
It is great than big bang theory..
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