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Boredom! boredom! in my heart,
The grievous soldiers have captured my mind,
And out of nowhere, i am a prisoner of myself,
Lurking restlessly in a dark room, called "brain".
Fear steps in and flattens my life,
And tears bind me with the cord of sadness,
Oh! I'm buried in a moody sphere,
And i have become a dropout in the world.
I wandered around with no destination,
Sometime i fume about, cause i hate the world,
It seems nobody cares to know, if i live or die,
And all that matters in my life, have left me aside.
Bit by bit,i shy back into myself,
I am like an organism that have no way to go,
And gone are the pleasure, for the earth had turned sour,
And silence have taken over, with depression and anguish.
I am with friends, but then in lost and alone,
Cause, deep in my heart, the rain of sorrow is falling,
And the voices in my head, battled with each other,
All efforts to cope with it, is a pace to emptiness.
Hand in hand i walk together with loneliness,
As it drills me through the flabbiness of life,
My world have turned shabby and obsolete too,
Help, oh God! rescue me from the menace of disconsolation.
Boredom! boredom! keeps crying in my head,
The terror dust of dejection is sweeping through,
As i idled my life away in regret and fury,
I wish to die is far better than to live,
But then, the mischievous claw of loneliness wont let go,
As it remains, a tormenting illness to our lives and emotions.
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