Another damn year of my life is gone
Another damn year is here to dawn
Another damn year to fake the smiles
Oh! Can I handle another year of all these lies?
Another year to walk down the same filthy street
Another year of me, my life, and its hopeless treats
Another year of expectations to fulfill.
Another year to disappoint, I know I will.
A year filled of warm greetings so fake
Another year to give and it is for them to take.
Another damn year of my life is gone
And here I am, contemplating about it alone
Another year of wishes, of happiness which fade
Another year to cry, to remember what is dead.
Another year I think I have to survive
Oh! How I wish I just could have died.
No more of the years can I let go by
No more of it is in me that I can afford to rise
Another year of poor me to survive
Oh! And I remember, a year closer to my last ride.
Written a day after my birthday (11th of Feb), I am always filled with sad
and pensive thoughts. Not to discourage someone or something, but unfortunately
it is a part of me which I cannot do away with. And many a times this part of
me is the strength in me to face all the things people fear to face alone.
