BAD TIMES
Under the burden of my decisions I grasp for air,
Lines are blurred between wrong and fair,
Compression of heart, suppression of mind,
I have lost myself completely and am hard to find,
In this darkness I seek help from the people close to me,
Sadly, the closer the people the more they ignore to see,
The days when I had altitude people showered me with praises and gratitude,
Now during my times of destitute I only get to see people’s attitude,
Falling down is a lesson and an eye opener,
It helps you find your true supporters and the deserters.
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