Every other usual day,
torn hearts and endless fights.
Everyone's got something hurtful to say,
which has given her sleepless nights.
Emotional blackmail just to get their way,
without a bother that she no more lives with the lights.
Claiming why so? we give her her pay,
Not aware richness wont stop one from falling from their heights.No longer do you see her at bay.
Right there but emotionally lost in sights,
just to prevent anymore people to play,
with her feelings that would rise up mights,
of hoping decietful yes' instead of the bitter truth nay,
she just doesn't want anymore failed flights,
nor does she find anymore reasons to stay.
Done with watching people pledging her their plights,
when they should help make her fears go away,
But again people are strings, not kites,
Want to fly high but throw others far away.
Better to avoid when society fails to choose the rights.Thus from everyone she fled,
where she approaches her bed,
to forget the world but the voices in her head,
make her wish she was dead.
Cause all fears and harsh facts they fed,
right when she was little which has led,
to her forever forced to dread.
Hence thinking, tears she shed,
cause truth be said,
She is exhausted.
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