My mistake, my bad, I'm sorry because of me you are again sad...

"and you gonna be happy at Zero O'clock...."
but it was my misfortune that I was up till Four O'clock...

I'll explain you what I was doing till four o'clock...
but let me tell you first, my tears are no joke..,
so don't be in a shock..

So....
The scene was : I was lying on my bed beside my mom, silently tears were streaming down, I was trying so hard not to make any sound...

Breaths were getting heavier and heavier....
I know there is no one who could become my saviour...

I was squealing my lungs out inside my head, nothing is left to say, I'm just Dread...

my pillow was soaked into tears, face was contorted with sterling wrath, should I end this fucking Seesaw game called "life", that was my thought....

Some smell was coming from my pillow cover..
oh yeah, it was mixture of discontent and heart burn at it's finest...

I lied.... you are calling me a liar.. but now the frigging thing is I'm not a liar, I'm a sinner and my heart is on fire....

I really didn't knew that it would turn...